Karls and Mark stood rigid, utterly stunned by the rapid series of changes before their eyes.
They knew Lawless.
In their understanding, Lawless had been someone utterly harmless, dim-witted, fond of cigarettes and alcohol, practically Rachel's lackey.
But that had been before just now.
And now?
They faced Lawless as if confronting a deadly enemy.
A mere lackey could not possibly possess the strength to intimidate two Entry Rank players.
And Mimosa?
Timid Mimosa was fairly well-known in certain respects, and Karls and Mark knew of him as well.
They had simply never imagined that the supposedly timid and harmless Mimosa could be so terrifying.
As they watched Mimosa approach step by step, Karls and Mark's rigid bodies began to tremble.
Partly from fear.
And partly from instinct.
It was as though some monster at the top of the food chain had noticed them.
What terrified them even more was...
That monster was carnivorous.
"This is Rachel's room! Have you considered the consequences of making a move here?"
Mark shrieked.
With his tongue caught in Lawless's grip, his words were slurred, and he could only convey his meaning through shrieks.
"So what?"
Lawless muttered.
Mimosa gave a soft laugh.
Lawless's hand tightened.
Just as he had said, he was preparing to tear out their tongues.
Mimosa drew closer.
He was preparing to feed them to the dogs.
As for the threats they had mentioned?
The punishment that would follow from the system?
Sorry, but neither Lawless nor Mimosa cared while they were drunk.
Under the influence of alcohol, the former had completely cast aside his usual restraint and suppression, releasing all the killing intent and murderous urges he had kept buried.
The latter had simply undergone a complete change in personality.
It was likewise a change brought about by suppression