Having slayed the last of the trolls, Marcus marched past several stunned people as he made his way back to the front of the caravan where Mrazivý and the brigand they had captured were.
Now that the immediate threat was dealt with, he wanted to get some information on the group that had set their sights on the caravan.
When he arrived, he was met by a frazzled Louis who was accompanied by his guard Manuel.
Louis took a step forward and his mouth floundered like he wanted to say something, but before he committed, he stepped back and stared at Marcus with reverence, fear, and shock. He had objectively known that a mithril rank adventurer would be incredibly strong, but what he had just witnessed was beyond his imagination. Marcus had just flown around like a legendary figure from a story and slaughtered dozens of powerful monsters that collectively could have toppled a large town.
