"Sir, the Mugen, Quartz, Rubystone, and Hubal mercenary companies were destroyed before they managed to join forces with the main army," a three-star expert bent his back, slamming his head against the dirty ground while making a report.
For a three-star expert, the biggest powerhouse in the world that the common folk knew about, to prostrate himself like that was definitely not a usual sight.
But taking into account who he was reporting to, this behavior hardly came as a surprise.
"Thanks for the report. Now, get lost," Tytus said, leisurely waving the man away. Once the overqualified messenger left, he turned his head towards the rest of the group. "I bet you didn't expect that," he said as a small smile flickered on his lips.
"Those damned barbarians," Jeah muttered through his tightened teeth. "I'm that close to getting out of my way and killing them with my own hands," he said, clasping his right fist into an open palm of his left hand.
