Markham approached Ethan, eyeing their surroundings warily.
"Ethan... what do we do now?"
In truth, this was Ethan's first time facing such a situation in real life. Although his original plan had been to intimidate everyone at once, now that the moment had arrived, his heart was pounding too. But he absolutely couldn't show weakness—especially since his goal was to win the tournament.
For Lyla's sake, what did it matter how many people he had to kill?
"You all... leave the arena... or die!" he spoke with cold brutality.
The seven companions felt their hearts skip a beat.
They all looked at him, thinking bitterly: Ethan, how can you say that? There are three to four hundred people hete, are you capable of killing them all?
