"Shall we start the party?" White Swan glared at the hundreds of people in front of him.
He raised his hand, making everyone flinch, even though they knew he was only one man, they weren't confident in winning because something seemed to be wrong, no matter how strong one is, even a Rank-SS hero would be scared to fight against hundreds of Rank-B and Rank-A people, but the man in front of them was too calm, they felt like he was stalling time for something, then suddenly the man in front of them lowered his hand, they flinched again, they employed mana, covered themselves in it, clenched their weapons, and prepared for what was to come, but the man swung his hand behind his back and placed it on the gun on the desk behind him.
CLUNK
