You bastards!". Lycan sneered at him with a clenched fist.
Lycan was also enraged, and was getting ready to fight him when a sound came to distract the scenerior
We turned, and looked.
Another man was tied up, and thrown out; falling heavily on the ground and rolling over several times before he finally stopped.
His face and body were scarred, and he lay in the ground without a strength to roll over.
Only his heaving chest proved he was still alive.
"One for three!". Lama said, dragging a negotiation.
"Wow! You guys has made a fortune now. This is the lord of Old Trafford, and and I'll only give you five minutes to do the exchange! If you won't, then I'll have to kill them all here and now!". The man said, the big grin still on his face.
He maybe smiling, but I could see se
