“But he’s from Silverboa! He's our enemy!" the man shouted.

"Enemies?" Adrian chuckled coldly. "You're right. We are enemies!"

Clank!

Adrian unsheathed his sword, and its sharp blade gleamed. The man was taken aback. He felt as if his spear had turned into a mere stick.

Stepping back, he trembled and asked, "What are you doing?”

Swinging his sword at the man, Adrian said, "I want to finish you off, of course. After all, we are enemies.”

Adrian swung his sword again. Everyone, including the young girl, was shocked. The man was scared stiff, and his legs gave way. Adrian's sword was inches away from the man's neck, and then it stopped.

"What now?" Adrian smirked slightly.

Sweat appeared on the man's forehead. He opened his mouth but could not utter a word. Adrian was too powerful and was not someone he could fight head-on.

Adrian continued, "I could easily kill you with a snap of my fingers. Now, do you have anything else to say?" He sheathed his sword.

The man hurriedly go