Chapitre 103: Scythe (2)

"I went away for a nap, and there's such a ruckus here," a voice called in the dim light as the sound of stepping on the stone ground sounded out. "Looks like another guest is here."

"Sir Ben is here," One of the men down yelled in cheers, hearing the voice. "We are saved."

A man as tall as Anton appeared in the path Anton and Kevin were about to move. In the dim light of the oil lamps, the facial expression of the newcomer could not be seen, but they could see the white teeth.

Sir Ben was laughing even after seeing the mess here.

Kevin's expression darkened, and Anton noticed that. Anton wasted no more breaths, threw a mana imbued knife at the approached figure as his legs moved in that direction as well.