"Hurry up, catch them! Don't let them get away!"
Anthony shouted urgently, charging towards the couple. His mech suit's arms shot out, trapping them in an unyielding embrace.
His subordinates swiftly followed suit, rounding up the rest of the group.
"Do you really think you can run in this situation? My mech might have something to say about that."
Anthony nonchalantly pointed at the imposing mechs as he surveyed the captured group.
"Ha! Do what you want. I, Dashan, won't utter a single complaint!"
The man declared with fierce defiance, his face etched with determination.
"Your death is one thing, but do you really want this fragile beauty to join you in the grave?"
Anthony yanked the woman next to Dashan towards him, a dagger sliding from his sleeve to rest against her pale neck.
