Morpheus, who was no different than a vampire at this point, stood firmly against the remainder of the mercenary force. Only 5 people were left, including the team leader, who stayed behind with the captive.
As for the other four facing him at the moment, three of them were only holding knives, while the last one at the back had a subcompact Glock in his hands.
The reason is that none of them expected to get attacked so brazenly and have 90% of their gunmen taken down by just a single invader. Especially given how obscure their hiding location was, and they had made their ransom demands only an hour ago.
Their leaders hadn't even received a proper response from the targeted party yet, but there was already someone fighting them to save the captive.
"Hey, let's end this quickly. I haven't had dinner yet." spoke Morpheus and cracked his neck.
His eyes glowed bright red again as he quickly got into his predator mode.
Thud!
Thud!
