During the gathering of the organization for "Decay of the Angel", Fyodor went into his office to do something. he closed the door and sighed, feeling relieved that he was alone now.

Fyodor took his hand and noticed that his hand was twitching. He spoke emotionlessly.

"I'm anemic... Again. It feels like my arm will immediately break if I just press a little harder..."

His eyes widened in shock when he heard the crunch of bones in his hand. He suddenly felt hellish pain.

"Was she really broken? Just now...?"

Fyodor began to get nervous, and he was quite shocked.