Walking toward the gate, Thoren's pace neither increased nor decreased. It was casual as if he were merely taking a leisurely stroll.
He could feel every gaze fixed upon his body, each filled with strong predatory intent.
Yet his expression did not change. Nor did his countenance.
When he was less than ten meters from the gate, the Horn Lizard Guards made their move. The massive gates were pushed open.
Five Horn Lizard Soldiers rushed out.
The weakest among them was Level 35 while the strongest was Level 37.
Even though Thoren was all alone, the Horn Lizard Men did not underestimate him. They had already received strict orders from the Horn Lizard King.
Any human appearing near the town must be captured immediately.
Unfortunately, they failed to realize who stood before them.
They thought they had come prepared.
They thought the prey was already in the bag.
There was no way this human was going to escape.
Sneers and predatory smiles spread across their faces.
