Beresford could understand just how terrifying Harvey was, but Micah knew all too well just how terrifying the living legend could be. He would rather cross the entire Knights Templar than Harvey.

So, without much hesitation, Micah snapped Beresford's wrist.

Argh!

Beresford let out a blood-curdling scream. He never imagined Micah would do something like that to him.

Crack!

Before he could even finish screaming, Micah had already grabbed his right leg and twisted it again. Another agonized shriek echoed as Beresford writhed on the floor, squealing and screaming.

What happened was enough to daze everyone in the room. Some even slapped themselves just to make sure they weren't dreaming. No one could have predicted that someone like Beresford would have his arm and leg snapped within a single day of arriving in Grand City.

If this news made it back to Lost City, it would cause an uproar.

Before anyone could recover, Micah knelt again and said in a whisper, "Mr. Representative, wha