Chương 314: Mad Dogs (2)

The subordinate didn't hesitate, sprinting off toward the tent as if his life depended on it. The rest of the mercenaries kept their distance, some dropping their weapons, others retreating toward the edges of the camp, unwilling to test their luck against the man who had so effortlessly dispatched five of their own. 

Minutes later, heavy footsteps announced Zirkel's arrival. The leader of the Mad Dogs emerged from his tent, his fiery red hair and scarred face unmistakable. He wore a sleeveless leather jerkin that revealed his muscular arms, and his mismatched eyes—one a sharp amber, the other milky white from an old injury—surveyed the scene with a mixture of annoyance and curiosity.