"Move."
The voice was deep and guttural, sounding like the growl of a beast from the depths of the forest.
Luan looked at the person that spoke,observing the latter from head to toe.
He was bald, and he had two grizzly scars running down his cheek. His eyes seemed clouded and hungry, and his immense size was only covered by the sparse beastskin he wore to cover his groin and belly.
The other parts of his body were exposed, revealing a body that seemed to have gone through countless battles and had been placed on the verge of death several times.
Two enormous battle-axes hing from each side of the man's waist, giving his already intimidating body an overbearing aura that weighed down on Luan and Rudolf.
To Rudolf, this man was a bloodthirsty adventurer who was looking for fresh meat as prey, but to Luan, who had died twice, it was someone worthy of respect that his strength and scars testified to.
