I clenched my fists tightly. My body was trembling out of fear.
The two daggers that I had grown used to in their sheaths on my thighs provided me some form of sense of security.
“Don’t worry, ma’am.” Hank seemed to have sensed my unease, “The Dragoness will deal with them.”
“Hank, between Ulma and James, who do you think is stronger?”
“They both possess superhuman strength. Unlike us, they’re at the top of the food chain. I simply can’t compare the two.”
“James beat you up and took your bar. Don’t you hate him for it?”
Hank was sincere as he answered my question, “We ended our lives as mercs because we’ve witnessed individuals like The Dragoness in combat. That was what taught us how weak and insignificant we were. It sent us into despair. We wanted to grow stro
