Pamela's mind raced as she recalled the horrifying events that had unfolded in Veland and Stegia, the gruesome slaughter and brutality that the Reaper was notorious for. She knew all too well the extent of bloodshed he was capable of.
"Ladies and gentlemen, we've got a sudden twist in the story. That figure you see there is none other than the Reaper, the merciless executioner responsible for the carnage in Veland and the terror of Viran Isle!" Pamela's voice reverberated with a mix of shock and dread as the cameraman homed in on Draven.
The gang of criminals, led by a burly man clad in rugged leather armor, rose to their feet. Unlike Pamela, they were unaware of the Reaper's infamous reputation. Nidora was situated in a distant continent, and news of the Reaper's atrocities in Viran Isle had not reached them as swiftly as it had spread through the neighboring lands of Veland and Stegia.
