"Haha, if these guards were the only ones I had to rely on, then I would definitely be afraid and run for my life. But," the round-bellied man paused, his grin so wide it was almost disgusting to see,
"Fate didn't want to see me die, so I already have two saviors who protected me."
He bowed his head and called out gently:
"Esteemed Dragon Slayers, please help me."
Silence!
The cold wind rustled through the air, a complete stillness encasing the area, with light illuminating the surroundings.
There was nothing but stillness.
An awkward silence filled the place.
The round-bellied man rubbed the back of his head again, wearing a speechless expression, then called out once more:
"Esteemed Dragon Slayer, please come out."
Still, there was silence and nothing else.
In the blink of an eye, two shadows moved, slitting the throat of one soldier, only to immediately notice a metal that nearly blocked the strike.
