As Logan mentioned the formidable prowess of his two chief lieutenants, the Beastman slave owner's expression twisted into a mask of consternation, his composure momentarily shattered.
Despite his initial panic, he swiftly recollected himself, taking solace in the fact that the walls of Canyon City were around him, a sanctuary of sorts.
"You exhibit such daring claims, yet still, you cling to the shadows of slavery," Logan remarked, his voice dripping with disdain.
Turning his attention to the group of scantily clad Beastman women lounging near their master, he commanded, "Leave us. I have business to discuss with your master alone."
With a sharp pivot, he addressed the Beastmen guards stationed by the door, "And you as well, clear the room!"