Beneath his calm expression lay rage suppressed to the extreme, like a blazing volcano before eruption. Once the moment came, scorching lava would burst forth and burn everything to ashes. Kamar-Taj would not let outsiders find it so easily. Donnie understood that well. What boss had ever jumped out in front of the grunts? But he could not tolerate being treated like a monkey. Leaving everything else aside, that youth whose neck he had snapped with his bare hands—the vicious expression, the decisive movements, the cruel gaze...