The atmosphere had sunk to suffocating levels inside the Throne City's city hall. Nearly all of the Ludendorff family's top leadership had arrived.

Alonzo sat in the main seat, his hands gripping the armrests so tightly that veins bulged and trembled. The others remained silent, staring at the figure in the center of the hall.

It was Ramon. Half of his arm was gone, but the wound had been treated and bandaged.

Nonetheless, he had returned to the Ludendorff family headquarters alone and empty