Bloody Night(End)

The old king remained calm, showing no fear. He stared at the severed head, studying it carefully. Then, he smiled, nodded, and said, "Yes, this is indeed the rat from the House of Savoy. After hiding for so long, it has finally been silenced."

Turning to Luis, the king added sincerely, "Thank you, warrior, for this great gift to the Modiwen family. How can I repay you?"

Luis nodded with a smirk. "Well, I do have something in mind."

"Just name it," the king replied with confidence. "If the Modiwen family possesses it, we will not hesitate to give it to you."

Luis's smirk turned into a cold laugh. "Oh, you have it, all right," he said arrogantly. "I want your head."

"What?" The old king froze, momentarily stunned, as if he had misheard.

But Luis didn't wait for a reaction. In a flash, his right hand shot out like lightning, aiming straight for the king's chest.