Even without laying a hand on Geoffrey, his entire body was trembling in fear. The wet patch on his pants was slowly growing, and a foul stench hit the others, causing their noses to wrinkle.
Sophie frowned, visibly disgusted. She took a step back, and so did the others.
'Disgusting. Just a few hours ago, he was talking all high and mighty.' A player sneered when he saw the embarrassing sight.
Geoffrey was never a combatant. He was an unawakened human, which made one wonder how he got to his current position as the butler of the second strongest individual in the eastern camp.
It was rather simple. He was once a manager to Dante during his underground fighting days. The two shared a bond similar to that of a father and son.
It was the reason Dante respected him and followed his orders without question.
Naturally, after he was approached by the big boss of the eastern camp, Geoffrey had tagged along.
