"Boy, leave the goods and those two women behind and get out of here!"
The newly arrived Hero snarled with a greed-filled gaze, especially when his eyes landed on Mia and Sherry standing beside Ethan.
Their beauty was captivating, making the Heroes' hearts race uncontrollably.
So stunning!
"Such beautiful women should belong to me!"
The Heroes thought, their minds inadvertently overlooking Ethan and Pale Wolf.
After all, in their eyes, they had a clear numerical advantage with seven or eight Heroes on their side, all quite formidable among their peers, against the mere four on Ethan's side.
They felt supremely confident.
However, often, strength isn't merely determined by numbers.
Ethan, raising his head to meet the eyes of the approaching Heroes, felt a surge of anger.
As the Dark Lord, he had never sought trouble with the Heroes.
