Julian who was clashing against the man was suddenly taken by surprise when after a rebound, the man summoned a huge skeleton hand that broke through her defence and managed to impale her, dealing a grievous fate.
In her wounded state, her attention was drawn to a small commotion. Her eyes gazed at a group of hordes blocking certain someone.
"Don't worry about that guy. Unluckily he will die. It would be good if he didn't interfere or he was noble."
"Alas, he isn't a noble so he will die."Calvin rubbed his chin with a cruel gruelling smile forming over his dried lips.
Since they had killed three to four nobles, another few wouldn't make a difference until they were descendants of higher authority nobles.
As per the commoners, it didn't matter if they lived or died.
Julian's eyes shone coldly hearing Calvin's words. Her heart became agitated and a trace of impatience shone over her eyes.
A deep feeling of worry weighed over her.
