"LEON! ANG!!!"

Since the start of tonight's battle, the only words Leon had heard from Konstantin's mouth were those two. 

Madness, rage, fury—all consuming. If he got the chance, Konstantin would undoubtedly tear Leon into pieces without hesitation. 

In life, he had been a bloodthirsty dragon, always eager to fight. 

And after death, turned into a stitched-together monster, his emotions were reduced to a single desire: vengeance. 

Leon, along with the Melkvey sisters, had battled this beast through countless rounds, using every strategy they had. But rather than causing damage, they hadn’t even made Konstantin flinch in pain, not even …