While Liam spotted the three approaching Spirits, he couldn't help but notice the presence of four humans who were nearby, as well as the presence of five additional Spirits.
'Emerald Owls!'
He recognized the three opponents from the Battle Hall that day, and his eyes widened involuntarily as he remained crouched beside the brown bear's lifeless body.
His muscles and bones tingled, a gentle burn reminding him of the beating he had endured that day, as electrical impulses surged through his body.
Veins bulged on his forehead and neck, while his lips curled downward, a visceral expression of pure hatred etched onto his face.
'Sons of bitches! You were the ones sent by Emerald Owls!' Liam closed his eyes for a moment before opening them again, with Thal'Korr already by his side.
