The face Biane's showed was really that of pure concern. She was worried that after she and her sister got kidnapped, Lyon would be in danger. Despite the blood leaking non-stop from her right eye, Lyon could see her sincere smile.
A sluggish male-figure was approaching Lyon as he stood there. It was apparent by his movement and constant hiccup that he was drunk from the gourd that was on the floor nearby.
"Oh! *hic, A newcomer huh? Y-you can't touch those two women, not even the veteran here like I am dared to do so," said the drunken bandit while pointing at Biane and Clemora simultaneously.
"The boss said he wanted to use these two as bargaining chips or some sort, *hic, shame ain't it? These two are real beauties before they got beaten up for resisting, just between you and me, I think the boss is going to heal them up then use them for himself, pretty egoistic if you ask me," said the drunken man as he dangled his arm around Lyon's neck.
