Homon. Juzo. Elion. Riner. Raze.
These were the names of the Willguard, Spirit, Nature, Abyss, and finally Redflame gods.
Each of them had been tasked by their respective powers with fulfilling a singular objective; assassinating the criminal, Atticus Ravenstein.
For the past two decades, they had roamed the First Crown as hunters, growing stronger while carving their legends into the minds of its people.
The Executioners… there was not a soul within the First Crown who didn't know the hunter group.
And for years, each of them had waited for their target, biding their time, building their power, preparing for the day they would finally meet the accused, Atticus Ravenstein.
They were the Executioners.
And after so long, they had finally found their target. A mere peak level one hunter… trash. With their level three power, someone of such strength should have been nothing more than an ant before them.
They had rushed into the volcanic region for his head.
