The three nobles, once prideful, now struggled to maintain the bare minimum focus to start their ship and flee. They grumbled fearfully, issued orders to one another with cracked voices, and their bodies shivered uncontrollably.
Each second, they turned to meet the gentle but fierce gaze of the human hero, and each time, the dread surged.
Axel Storm had a bored expression on his face that was hard to miss as he observed the scene within the ships that were supposed to be impenetrable to observers.
Heaving a small sigh, he spoke gently, "You three, step out."
Simple orders with a gentle voice, but the air seemed to bow as his voice faded.
Not only that, the three nobles finally lost the will and strength to flee as they turned to observe one another.
Now that the human hero had issued an order to them directly, they found it absolute and difficult to resist.
They did not hesitate.
