"Oh? Bitches of the finished Frost family?"
As six people, four from Fritz's group and two from the Welzel family group, were sitting around that business room, a chilling voice reached the ears of these people.
Each of them felt the hair around their bodies stand up as their thoughts stopped completely to focus on this intruder.
They all turned their faces in the direction of where Lothur was finishing crossing a wall.
They saw how the space was distorted around him and momentarily ignored Lothur's silver hair and unmistakable face.
They each paid attention to that ability only Saints or stronger ones could expose!
'A Saint?'
'How can that be? Where did this expert come from? What does he want with us?'
As the deformation of the space over that wall disappeared, those people were already pale, looking at Lothur, not knowing what to do.
Leon was open-mouthed, totally lost amid this situation. In front of the Saints, Transcendents like them were nothing more than insects!
