As the auctioneer moved through the stage with a spring in his step, he suddenly halted.
The crowd was visibly confused.
And even the black-haired Reyna who sat in the back row couldn't understand what was happening.
But I didn't keep them waiting for long as, with a single thought, I ripped the auctioneer's head clean off his body, taking his whole spine along with it.
The buyers stood up, startled.
Yet I didn't even give them room to breathe.
With another thought, I crushed the heads of nearly 50 people, causing their bodies to fall onto the seats and dye the whole auction house red.
But that wasn't the only place I messed with.
I focused to the right of the cave.
It was a literal underground marketplace.
However, it didn't remain a marketplace for much longer as the heads of hundreds of people burst from their bodies.
Blood sprayed on the nearby slaves as well as the goods that the merchants had brought with them.
