Brutal, Second-year Prime

Like a lurking predator, Erian's right hand slithered through the air, tightly clamping directly on Victor's throat. His claws dug deep into his flesh and his arteries as he fastened his grip on his throat.

Utilizing his other hand, he ignored the deep wound in his palm and confiscated the Continuum Saw blade from Victor.

"Y-you... Release me this instant!" Victor yelled furiously with his face flushed a deep red. One didn't know if it was from suffocating or probably from embarrassment.

"It's actually really simple, send your blood points to me and maybe you will get to live." The sharp sting of pain did little to change Erian's cold expression. He was like a seasoned bandit stealing from an innocent individual. And judging from his demeanor, this wasn't his first time doing something like this either.