Splash!
Rainwater beat heavily against the ground, forming puddles.
The curtain of rain grew heavier.
Rumble—
With a roll of muffled thunder, the rain poured down.
A flash of lightning illuminated the two professional robbers standing across from Durin, their faces completely encased by the crimson-patterned masks.
Durin's expression instantly soured. The last person to rob him was just a desperate vagrant, but these two masked men were likely outlaws who frequented Zaun and Piltover.
They lived by killing and robbing; not only were they powerful, but they were also extremely meticulous, only choosing suitable targets and doing things they were certain of.
It seemed these two felt they could completely overpower him?
Durin cursed his luck inwardly, but on the surface, he could only force himself to remain calm and say, "I don't have any money on me."
Although Durin had 16 silver lun coins and 85 copper circle coins on him, he was unwilling to just hand them over.
"Heh, no money?" A sneer came from under the blue-haired man's mask. "You're carrying so much meat in your hand, and you've got an instrument bag from the 10GIA music store on your back—likely with an expensive instrument inside. How can someone with so much spare cash say they have no money?"
The blue-haired man extended his brass right arm and pointed his index finger at Durin, saying in a deep voice, "So if you don't want to die, put down the meat in your hand, the instrument on your back, and the money on you, and we'll let you leave. Otherwise..."
Shing!
As if to add to the danger of the blue-haired man's words, the bare-chested man beside him silently raised his hands, and a snow-white, sharp blade popped out from each of his mechanical prosthetics.
Rain hit the blades, and their cold glint revealed extreme danger.
This kind of blade is called a Mantis Blade, a weapon installed on the forearm. Usually, it's folded and hidden inside the forearm, popping out from the outside when used. Because the blade shape resembles a mantis's forearm, it's called a Mantis Blade.
The Mantis Blade's edge is incredibly sharp, capable of cutting through five-centimeter-thick steel. Slicing through a human body is an easy task for a Mantis Blade.
Durin's breath hitched slightly, but he didn't show fear. Instead, he tilted his head up and adopted an arrogant attitude, saying, "Otherwise what? I am a mage. Are you sure you want to do this?"
While speaking, Durin intentionally cast a Light Spell, letting a soft ball of light float above his head, providing a bright glow in the dark night.
This action made the two outlaws instinctively take a step back, clearly not expecting this situation.
But they quickly regained their composure. The blue-haired man walked toward Durin, saying mockingly, "A mage? You? Whether in Zaun or Piltover, I've never seen a mage who doesn't wear mage robes, let alone one who dresses like... well, a pauper!"
"Besides, if you were really a mage, would you still be talking to us? Trying to negotiate? You probably would have given us a big fireball the moment we said 'robbery'! So, I see you're just a Mage Apprentice who only knows tricks! If not, then please use your magic to punish us!"
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