The Blood Flame Tiger casually strotted but with each movement, a synchronized upheaval rung in the hearts of the stunned youths who were spilling all manner of bodily fluids at this point (of course only sweat) due to heightened fear.
The young man felt a burden he had never felt before in his life being faced with with such a situation. He didn't know if he should run or stay.
If he ran, he'd be labeled as a coward for the rest of his life but then he'd have survived the slimmest chance of being slain after sacrificing the two girls.
However, staying behind was simply offering himself up for sacrifice in the paws of the Blood Flame Tiger after all his cultivation wasn't at the Mortal Soul realm, worse still he had an ordinary aptitude so he couldn't think of heaven defying means to escape such a casualty.
