Obviously, the brutalized soldier lost his life as well as the ability to hold a hostage resulting in the young martial artist being thrown into the air... and Zoemi catching them easily.
"Hey, grandpa Ramis, catch."
"GYAAAH!" *thump*
Zoemi snickered, taking one good look at the martial artists and smirking at the head of the Great Ram sect before tossing the kid over to him uninterrupted.
Well – instead of being uninterrupted it was more in line with him being impossible to interrupt, though. The thin layer of silver mist was wrapped around every single soldier blocking any and all movement far better than heavy shackles.
"I did not expect to meet you like that, son of Nathan Ramis, what o you think you're doing?"
"...!"
William jumped off the docked warship and asked while approaching Zoemi, his words caused the head of the Great Ram sect to straighten his back while holding his grandchild protectively.
