"Endless death...?" Renia repeated Sol's threat just as a foreboding feeling captivated the area surrounding the mercenaries using demigod powers.
"What have we gotten ourselves into?" One of the women among the mercenaries shrieked as she felt death come knocking, her bones quivered, fear became physically present amongst them, and any hope of breathing in the next few minutes became the distant dream of an impossible future.
The leader drew his sword and rushed outside terrified of whatever awaited him, but at the same time still brave enough to try and prevent his fate.
And following him were three more who had yet to lose the will to move their legs.
"Bastaaard!!" The man shouted waving his sword as he searched for Sol. "Show yourself!"
[Activated cursed blade]
[All magic in this area has been completely sealed]
