Gabriel's words carried across the battlefield, and even those far back in the enemy ranks could hear him clearly.
Some soldiers unconsciously took a step back, their hands tightening around their rifles, because it was not normal for a man to stand alone and speak like this in front of a large army. It was not normal for someone to be this calm after killing a hero rank.
Everything about this red haired youth, who looked to be in his early twenties, was not normal.
Meanwhile, seeing him arrogantly standing in front of them without even a trace of fear on his face, Henry was furious. Veins bulged on his temple as he shouted into his radio in a loud voice.
"Open fire. Kill that red haired bastard!"
He opened his mouth and was about to continue speaking, but before he could, the warning in his senses flared sharply, enough to sting his skin. Seraphina's eyes flicked sideways as well, and he instantly understood what it meant.
