Luke stopped in his tracks and turned around to look at them.
"Oh, it's you guys." He faintly smiled. These five were the gatekeepers they met a while ago.
He then said, "Since you are already here, I won't have to go look for you to take my things back."
"You bastard! You dare kill our people." The short-haired man shouted.
Gripping the iron bar tightly in his hand, he ran toward Luke.
"Hm?" Luke's gaze focused on him. He seemed to have activated some skill as his body underwent some changes.
His muscles were bulging and adopted a stoney hue. His height had also seemed to have increased a little.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
As he ran toward him, the tiles inlaid in the floor broke with his every step. Not only that, his speed was also quite fast. It took him just a few seconds to reach Luke.
Whoosh!
He raised the iron bar high in the air before smashing it at Luke's head with all his might.
