"Kid, what did you say?"
"Can't you see the situation? You're alone, while we are forty-two! More importantly, how dare you speak so arrogantly with your strength? You're asking for death!"
The leader of the Forty-Two Thieves' gaze turned icy.
His blood-red eyes filled with a sinister aura, resembling a fierce beast ready to devour, causing Anarion and the others to change color in fear.
Anarion stepped forward.
He tugged at Enzo's sleeve, urging him to return to the group. Then he pleaded with the leader, "Honorable leader, my brother has had some issues before. Please don't hold it against him. I'm willing to compensate."
"Compensation? Then you can pay with your life!"
The leader replied, clearly losing patience.
Upon hearing these words, Anarion was completely plunged into despair, feeling a bit resentful towards Enzo. If Enzo hadn't suddenly stepped forward, their team might have survived.
Then Enzo spoke.
