Several gasps sounded in the crowd as Sol's knee forcefully drove into Ope's face.
Teeth and blood flew out from the sides of the impact point, as the guard flew back onto his stomach several feet away.
He slid to a stop, his face having been caved in. He barely resembled his normal self.
"Ope!" Isekiel dashed over to his partner, kneeling down beside him.
On seeing what was left of Ope's face, he couldn't help but say, "Brother..." As his body began to shake from anger.
Everyone was shocked at what they just saw. Sol looked like a weakling during the whole fight, so they weren't so much as surprised with him.
They expected him to be weak, and he proved them right.
However, they were at a loss for words about how Ope managed to lose.
"He must have been a lot weaker than even that kid."
People began to say.
"Poor guy... how did the prince manage to hire someone like him?"
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