Chapitre 1740: Dream Panthers

While Thralls continued to allow themselves to be killed, would the Karls react in such a way? Of course not. Unlike their Thrall counterparts, despite being mere foot soldiers as well, the Karls still had matters to live for. 

It was as though history was repeating itself right before Bjorn's eyes. 

The Karls suddenly began to lash out against their Thrall counterparts. 

"You spineless bastards, fight back!" 

"Cowards!" 

The Karls practically dried their mouths of liquid spewing out every insult they could think of. In the end, they even tried to appeal to empathy, to get the Thralls to think of their children and wives. But how could they know that even that wouldn't work? 

Some of the Thralls laughed in the faces of the Karls. They finally felt it, some modicum of satisfaction in their dreary lives. 

'Ha.' They thought. 'You need our help but we won't raise a single finger.'