"Mare, how dare you... How dare you hurt my sister!" Mare stood beside Ragnar, covered in blood. There was no trace of cowardice or timidity left in him—only overwhelming hatred.
Even Sebas, who had always kept his emotions hidden, was startled by Mare's appearance. "Mare, did you use the Sacrificial Circlet? That thing trades your maximum life force for temporary mana!"
Mare could not hear a word at that moment. His dark eyes remained fixed on the battered Ragnar as he gritted his teeth. "How dare you... How dare you hurt my sister!" Then, with a shriek, he lunged forward, wielding his divine-tier staff like a sharpened stake and smashing it viciously into Ragnar's joints.
Amid Mare's hate-filled screams, more and more holes appeared in Ragnar's body.
Ragnar neither begged for mercy nor even groaned in pain. Instead, he burst into laughter and said to Mare with immense satisfaction, "What? That black-skinned, pointy-eared xenos was your sister? I'm truly sorry my axe didn't split her in half!"
"Shut up!"
Just as Mare was about to smash Ragnar's head apart with his staff, Albedo stepped in and blocked the blow. She reminded him, "Mare, Lord Ainz needs to interrogate these people for information about the enemy. He cannot die by your hand yet."
"But—!"
"That's right, Albedo." Ainz, impersonated by Pandora's Actor, appeared beside them and conveyed Ainz's intentions. "Keep this man alive. Imprison him for interrogation, perhaps even research. The enemy is far stronger than we anticipated. We must make thorough preparations."
Sebas asked, "Then, Lord Ainz, should we establish a new defensive line around the portal?"
"We should. Of course we should. But this time, we cannot set it up at the entrance. It must be farther away. The enemy's breakthrough capability is a little too strong. Level the