"Yep..." Raven muttered to himself as he frowned towards a certain direction. "I fucking knew it."
He didn't just see one group, oh no! There's a whole platoon of them.
From a single glance, these people didn't look friendly or civilized. There's a blood thirsty aura surrounding them and their weapons are already out.
Raven can feel the fluctuations of the star cores they harvested along the way. When he saw the look in their eyes, he instantly realized that reasoning with these people is not an option.
"Thankfully, I was prepared." Raven muttered under his breath. "If you think that you all can just bully me through sheer numbers, think again motherfuckers. You don't who you're dealing with."
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It took them sometime before they arrived. Raven isn't aware of how long, just that it's plenty to create all the preparations he needed.
