As you sit beside Astra, only groans of pain permeate the fragile atmosphere of the room. The sounds pierce your heart as you watch the individual clutch his eye socket. You should be used to this type of violence, but how could you?

Your husband had just plucked out the eye of one of his organization members — and to top it off, the man was also one of Astra’s students. It’s horrendous to say the least.

“Hmph, I thought I made it clear that everyone should be careful around you…” Astra murmurs as his hand drips with the victim’s blood.

To be frank, even you didn’t expect this. Sure, Astra told everyone to be more cautious around you, but… who could have known that he wanted his underlings to be even careful about how they looked at you?