"I am the supreme commander's assistant and a three-star general. Do you have a death wish? Let me go!"
Isaac narrowed his eyes. He took the cigarette from his mouth and pressed the burning end to the corner of Jonathan's lips.
The smell of burning flesh wafted through the air.
Jonathan screamed until his voice went hoarse. He writhed beneath Isaac, but he couldn't break free.
"I even killed the son of Rodrick Shaffer. Who do you think you are?" Isaac said coldly.
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