"Enough!"
Gulethra shouted in anger as Teren was just playing with his people. There's no need for the Devil Himself to use any of his tricks at this rate. He would be able to annihilate the Serpen House by running around and killing everyone in the process.
"Am I going in?"
Million excitedly asked.
"No, I am."
Gulethra replied and went down to the ground. As he did so, his whole body morphed. His limbs retracted and disappeared while scales formed all over his body.
The Serpen people and the Serpen Elites knew what to do. They had to retreat. The poison they have been so proud of cannot be compared to the Great Spirit of Serpent.
Million dropped onto the ground and sighed. This is a job. After all, he has to listen to his client. He's there for the money, but damn, the boredom is killing him. Furthermore, he wants to kill the Devil Himself, which stained his perfect record as a mercenary.
