"I... I surrender!"
As soon as Anthony finished speaking, one of the assassins couldn't hold on any longer, his legs buckling with a thud as he fell to his knees before Anthony.
Soon after, nearly half of the assassins followed suit, kneeling and pleading for mercy.
"Just don't kill me, and I'll surrender!"
Among the kneeling assassins, some were even more desperate. After all, no one wanted to lose themselves; that kind of suffering was unbearable.
"And what about you? Are you still choosing to remain stubborn?"
Anthony ignored the group kneeling before him and instead focused his gaze on those who still refused to surrender.
Faced with Anthony's knife-sharp smile, they remained defiant, unafraid of death.
"Well, you truly have courage, and I admire that."
"But this is a deserted
