'Hmm…this is troublesome.'
Elena stood not far from where she originally defeated the assassination squad.
It hadn't been too long since the battle ended, and though she tortured the man named Dylan for over an hour already, he didn't seem to want to spit out any information.
And along with that trouble…
"You Black Dragon Clan guys are seriously annoying," Elena muttered.
Surrounding her were over 200 assassins, a group assembled to counter her the second the original 19 were teleported back to wherever they went.
The part that annoyed Elena, however, was the fact that none of them were nearly strong enough to make a difference.
"Let's just get this over with." She sighed.
"Damon, take care of them yourself. I'll give you two moves."
Upon Elena's words, a figure appeared before her like a blur.
The Valhalla Soul named Damon panned his gaze over the crowd, the blue flames that acted as his eyes flickering in arrogance.
