"Welcome to my charming home, darling," she added, glancing sideways at Mark. "Sorry things went to hell so quickly…"
"Don't worry about it… I'm used to it."
Then Mark stepped forward.
"Yuki, Ely, take care of them," he ordered, raising his voice slightly.
The moment Mark gave the order, the beastmen who had surrounded them barely had time to react.
Yuki emerged from the shadows in the middle of the group — a barely visible silhouette that slipped between them without any of them managing to defend themselves.
In a matter of seconds, and before they could raise their weapons, half the attackers fell to the ground headless with a dull thud.
The rest, instead of fleeing or closing ranks, lunged quickly toward Mark — perhaps thinking the calm-looking human would be the weakest link.
Grave mistake.
Ely drew her sword instantly and stepped into their path.
