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"Boom!"
Roger's speed was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, he had rushed to the old man's side, kicking the Murloc's shoulder.
The blue figure spun out of control, flying sideways due to the suddenness of the attack, which Roger had delivered with considerable force.
However, as soon as the figure landed, it quickly bounced back up and charged again.
Hiss!
Sharp harpoons pierced from both sides, blood splattered, impaling the frenzied Murloc straight through, while the elderly man waved his hand wearily.
"Take care of it."
Splash
A female Murloc in tattered clothes suddenly knelt down, opening her mouth to sob and mutter something.
But the old man just shook his head.
"You know, he's become a monster, no longer your husband..."
"How many similar tragedies have there been in the village?"
Roger and Henrik watched the scene unfold before them, feeling the stark divide between themselves and the villagers around them.
It was a gap between species.
