Lenny's eyes narrowed as he spotted the collapsed body of the Bloodice Mistress, sprawled on the ground a short distance away.
His lips twisted into a sneer, "I recognize that cunt. She's the Bloodice Mistress," he growled, his voice laced with disdain. "Derek was right. This shitty cult with barely four or five members really dared to attack us. I'll go and get her."
Lawrence, who had been scanning the surroundings, suddenly turned to him, his voice calm but firm, "I detected three signatures a few hundred meters from here. They're not moving, which means they're probably incapacitated. I'll go retrieve them with my guards." He glanced over at Amelia and Jim, "I request you two to stay here and guard the asset. It wouldn't be good for all of us to split up entirely."
