"At present, there is no strategy. We can only avoid you shedding blood and try not to provoke you."
Hearing this, Bradley clenched his fists, a hint of hostility in his pupils.
He was well aware of his own condition.
Besides bouts of madness, he harbored a possessive streak towards Freya.
Whenever he saw her interacting with others, jealousy would consume him.
Despite his efforts to control his emotions in recent days, Mrs. Smith's appearance had caused him to lose control completely.
"Don't fret. Sean has been studying your condition. I believe he may have a solution."
Xavier said, glancing at Bradley, whose hostility was evident even in his quiet moments.
The situation didn't look promising.
"I'll go check on Freya. When do you think she'll wake up?"
"She's lost a significant
