The group of fifteen halfling children, who were done picking themselves up around the red-headed woman, reacted to Lucas with hostility.
"Shall we attack him as a team?" one of them suggested.
"Absolutely! We outnumber him fifteen to one!" another chimed in.
"I'll tear off his neck!" added a particularly fierce young halfling.
Lucas didn't mind the small fries because he knew none of them was a match for him.
Even though they were halflings, aside from being a little faster and stronger than the normal children, they had nothing.
They didn't pose a threat to him, especially with his armor. At most, they were a distraction.
"Don't!" seeing the way Lucas was emotionlessly gazing at the children, the red-headed woman yelled a warning. "Do not stay to fight! Run all of you!"
"But–!"
Before one of the halflings could argue, Reina cut him off.
"It's an order!" she roared with her eyes glowing in an ominous red shine. "Run!"
