The guards' leader's shriek, together with the sound of a dagger cutting through flesh, resounded in the dark night.
There was gratification on the elven slaves' faces. This was what they always had in their mind when they were suppressed for the past 100 years.
More than 10 elves were tortured to death by this fellow in the past. His methods were far crueler than this.
Those guards that were tied up already began to shiver in fear.
They had never expected that those slaves who were at their mercy before would become an existence that could decide their life and death.
Furthermore, they would really kill.
Dirk and the elven soldiers were terrified and caught in between.
The 48th stab. Albin stabbed the dagger into that guard's heart before letting go and taking a few steps back. He knelt down next to Anton's body with a plop, and cried his heart out.
