El Destructor De La Realeza Normandie Alleman... Direct

He moved with a speed that defied biology. In one fluid motion, he drew the Lamento de Acero —his signature black-edged sword. He didn't aim for the Duke. He aimed for the pillar.

Normandie didn't crash through the ceiling. He simply walked through the front door, his heavy boots echoing against the marble. The automated turrets tracked him, locked on, and then—hissed into silence. He had uploaded a viral worm into the mansion’s nervous system before even stepping foot on the grounds. El Destructor De La Realeza Normandie Alleman...

"Normandie Alleman," hissed Duke Valois, clutching a vial of the blue serum. "You’re a dead man walking." He moved with a speed that defied biology

"The crowns are falling," Normandie whispered as the windows shattered and the clouds rushed in to claim the room. The Aftermath " hissed Duke Valois