Realizing that Ethan had come with the clear intention of seizing the core crystal, the guild leader rejected him without hesitation.
His expression hardened, and anger flared in his eyes as he thrust his arm forward.
"Attack him!" he shouted at the top of his lungs.
His command echoed across the battlefield, but it was followed by an unsettling silence.
Very few people moved.
The members of his team and the city's soldiers stood frozen in place.
Their weapons remained in their hands, but their arms trembled.
Some of them couldn't even bring themselves to lift their blades. Their legs shook as fear crept into their hearts.
This fear did not come from nowhere.
They had seen what Ethan was capable of.
Moments earlier, Ethan had crushed other elite fighters with terrifying efficiency.
His movements were clean, decisive, and merciless.
Anyone who stood in his way was struck down without warning.
