Continuing to growl and trying not to alter further, the leader of the Claws Of Fenrir turned and walked towards his throne.
Meanwhile, Kranus looked at Dag, trying to share calm of mind to him with his eyes, as if to tell him that the situation was under control.
Thyrius sat on his throne and crossed his legs, resting his elbow on the wooden throne's armrest and his head on the hand, as if he was already tired of that discussion.
Dag took a deep breath and when he reopened his eyes, after calming down, he tried not to look at Claire who had lost consciousness and remain focused on the goal but began to devise a plan to free her peacefully.
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