Himan and Sholk stood in the shadows, concealed by a powerful artifact that rendered them invisible to the naked eye. From their vantage point, they had witnessed the entire fight between Lucan and the outlaws they had sent. As they watched Lucan effortlessly dispatch their men, a growing sense of unease crept into their minds.
"How did we underestimate him so badly?" Sholk muttered under his breath.
"We considered everything—his skills, his tactics—but we never imagined he could be this powerful," Himan admitted. "He's far stronger than we anticipated."
"But it's not as if we weren't prepared," Sholk added, a sinister smile creeping across his face. "We still have our trump card. Those thirty outlaws with unique abilities... They may not be as strong as Lucan individually, but together, they'll force him to expend considerable time and energy."
Himan nodded.
