"I wanted to spill a little more blood tonight, but unfortunately, not a single one of you accepted the proposition of those scumbags!"
At that moment, the First Ward members deciphered why Mel had demanded to see them; if they had initially accepted the raiding mob's proposition to preserve their appearances and the strength required to fight in the Arena of Existence, they would have forfeited their lives right now.
"Gather the carcasses and haul them upstairs!"
The attitude the First Ward students harbored half an hour ago had completely vanished after having their lives saved for a second time. They listened to Mel's words as if heeding a messenger angel descending from the heavens, and when the young man turned his back and began marching, they pivoted toward the dead bodies lying on the ground.
