“I don’t know what promises Hogan has made you, but rest assured his promises are just as deceitful and unreliable as him. He changes sides like we change clothes and is only concerned with his own benefit. Don’t be delusional and think that he would hesitate in cutting you off once you are done doing his bidding. I would suggest you keep your options open by not going too far or you might come to regret it in the near future.”

Jack smiled and seemed utterly unconcerned with whatever Violet was trying to tell him. The killing intent and the bloodthirst on his face made it seem as if he was unconcerned with anything other than the thrill of executing Violet. However, there was a slight trace of helplessness hidden in the depths of his eyes that remained unnoticed even by the observant Violet.

“I don’t think people like me have much else in terms of life choices. So, don’t hate me too much.”

As soon as Jack stopped talking, a burst of wind came out of nowhere and blew everything away in a small diameter with him as the center. It was as if a terrible cyclone had revealed its teeth after subtly sneaking into the Windsor family mansion noiselessly.

As Violet was trying to make sense of the current situation, she witnessed Jack swaying his hand in the direction opposite to that of the wind. It seemed as if he was trying to judge the strength of the cyclone with his fingers. His arm swayed in and against the direction of the wind and a small but nostalgic smile appeared on his face as if he was reminiscing something that he had long forgotten about.

Even though Violet was in a dire situation, she couldn’t help but notice the glaring talent of Jack who was supposedly a criminal. She wondered what drove a talented individual like Jack to take such a bloody path as his life road.

Jack didn’t look as strong as the S rank mages she had met before but he was definitely not far in terms of his ability to manipulate the wind element that was playing around his finger tips. Jack manipulating wind was as natural as it could be. He didn’t even look like he was putting in any effort. 𝑜𝑣𝘭.𝘯𝑡

Unfortunately, Violet despite all her calculations and wits was weaker than Jack. Her level was definitely at the top of the B rank mages but that was about it. Unlike Clara, she had yet to improve her fighting capabilities due to the burden of the family business and the management of the family that had been placed on her shoulders while still young due to Marico’s illness. Therefore, Violet had never paid any attention to her personal strength and had always supported the idea of increasing the strength of the family as a whole.

As such, Clara had long since surpassed her in strength while Violet supported her from behind.

But her previous decisions had come to bite her in the ass out of nowhere. She had no ability to defend herself on her own especially in front of a man who was not only able to get in to her study after taking on the entourage of guards stationed outside as well as inside the mansion, but also an extremely bloodthirsty criminal and an escapee from the prison with no good intentions in mind.

The wind pressure in front of her throat was increasing slowly as she tried to resist but her meager amount of magic was incomparable in front of the cascading waterfall escaping Jack’s body and engulfing the surroundings to take control of the entire wind element.

The stormy wind was compressing in front of her throat and constricting her trachea. She was trying her best to breathe but she couldn’t inhale any of the surrounding air. Her lungs were operating in full capacity as her chest rose and constricted with increasing speed. She looked like she was hyperventilating.

There wasn’t even a trace of oxygen in her body. What she already had was slowly being consumed in her body and was being turned into carbon dioxide, essentially suffocating her as her body craved the supply of oxygen desperately.

Jack skillfully controlled the wind around her until her face began to turn pale and any trace of blood on her face was no longer visible.

Violet burst out with a huge wave of mana that not only strengthened her physical body but also strengthened her internal organs. Her lungs fought against the overpowering wind element and sucked in the oxygen her body needed with the ferocity of a cornered beast.

The attempt left her completely lacking in magic but she was finally able to breathe. The cells that were slowly stopping their function were being revived by the wave of new oxygen that entered her body through the lungs.

Violet was in fact an excellent mage but her experience in actual battlefields was negligible due to her family responsibilities. She had enough mana in her body to thwart Jack’s attempts to suffocate her but she had been too inexperienced with the augmentation that her magic could provide her body with. Therefore, she had been caught unaware by Jack with his unique wind control ability.

Jack was a seasoned criminal and was surely adept at fighting in a dynamic environment. He was able to attune to the changes on the battlefield and was able to adapt to them with his flexible skills and perfect elemental control and mana capacity. The moment Violet augmented her bodily organs with her magic, Jack could already sense that a portion of the wind element had left his control and was providing a continuous oxygen supply to Violet’s body.

As such, he had no choice but to take on a more violent approach towards this mission that he had deemed to be quite easy.

He waved his fingers in front of him diagonally and a wave of wind pressure cut in the direction of the already struggling Violet.

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