It wasn’t much of a fight. Stolas was going to die, an icicle claw pointed at his throat by Andrealphus. Stolas glared with indignation, as he wasn’t going to be a bitch about potentially dying trying to see his daughter again.

“Do it, pussy.” Stolas growled as Andrealphus cackled.

“I am so going to enjoy this..” Andrealphus murmured with sadistic, yet coldness, as the ice prince was going to end his Ex Brother’s life.