Azaroth slammed the warrior down and he watched the man gasped for breath. "Ugh! Who are you." He's in his thirties with short black hair.
Azaroth asked coldly. "What is your name."
"I am Blac." He was watching Azaroth intently but without any bloodlust.
Azaroth looked at him with his red eyes and the man couldn't keep eyes contact. "Blac, do you think you can defeat me in a fight right now?"
Blac flinched. That way the boy in front of him moved was too fast for an Initiate rank like him to even track not to talk of counterattack! That means this boy is of level higher than his own or he has a very powerful enchanted tool. He relaxed and answered the question. "No, I can't. You'll probably kill me before I can do anything."
"Yes. But I don't want your death."
Blac relaxed finally and flopped on the ground. "You want me to serve you. Same as the Greytown. But wait, why do you kill the village head."
