The other three guards that approached Nathan earlier now had deep cuts in them and they simultaneously bled out blood from their mouths and fell. A few seconds later, they were dead.
Now it remained just one, the one that followed Nathan's movement even if momentarily. He saw Nathan standing, his relic bathe in blood. He wanted to run but he was only going to receive worst treatment from his master.
" Stop or they die!" He yelled, a light beam glowed on his hand facing the spectators of the battle.
Nathan looked at the guard, his eyes seemed to peer at his very existence causing the guard to tremble.
" Don't mess with me! I mean it." He yelped.
" Who's going to save you then?" Nathan asked, his voice cold.
" Huh?!"
