Seeing Quinn standing there on stage, everyone still on the floor was quite shocked. The women were frozen in place, not moving at all, and blood was still dripping down from their cuts.
Some hadn't even seen Quinn move, while the few who were able to follow his movements could tell he was incredibly fast.
The table of the Unranked had the most interesting expression. There were five of them sitting at the table in total.
"The Cursed faction's leader is certainly brave." One said.
"Or stupid is another way to look at it. The guards have now surrounded him, and I know some of those Travelers. They are no simple fighters." Another person added.
The sleeveless hooded man, who had his arms crossed, chuckled.
"For some reason, I think he isn't too afraid of them."
