"Prayed?" The man was confused. "Stop blabbing here kid! Either you pay us or we'll make you." He yelled in rage, pointing his sword at Michael's face.
"You cowards will rather rob, or commit crimes than play VRG. I get it if VRG is dangerous, but you can find jobs to do... Leave these pathetic lives you are living. I'm giving you a choice, whether you follow my advice and leave this behavior, or... All of you will die by my hands."
"....."
"...."
"Fuck!! This kid is too arrogant. You will give us your life times after I cut off a limb!! GET HIM!!" He roared.
How can a kid be telling them how to live their life?
"I'm not really in the mood to fight. Drakon, Kill some of them." He said with a yawn.
Drakon flew into the Air, opened its mouth and released wave of dark flames towards the charging figures.
Next moment...
"Ahhhh!!!!!!"
"Help Me!!!!"
"Fire!!!!!"
"Run!!"
"Don't get close to the flames!!"
