"Boss, this is our turf! Those three Demons are just asking to die. They actually dared to order us to scram!"
"Yeah, wait until we get them. We'll teach them a lesson. They need to know this is the Outer City—areas even the Ruling Families can't touch!"
"Alright, guys, let's get into position!"
Hearing this, Raphael's desperate eyes suddenly lit up. He thrashed wildly, trying to seize this chance to survive.
Those drunks he had beaten up earlier had just become his only hope of life.
"Fate hasn't abandoned me yet, I..."Raphael's eyes widened in horror as Aiden raised his golden-flamed sword without any change in expression.
"Don't struggle. Even if Ethan showed up, I would still kill you," Aiden said calmly.
Zing!
The golden sword sliced through Raphael's chest as easily as cutting paper.
Then, Aiden flicked his wrist. With a simple First Class, the golden-blade of fire suddenly appeared right next to Raphael's heart.
