The thundershower was still at its peak, but even its flowing droplets were unable to cleanse away the gloomy scene below it. A battle that was only moments from transpiring between famed bandit and merchant, destined to end in a tragedy, until an abrupt occurrence.
With a buzzing sound, a bright ray of light lit one section of the nearby woods at the corners of the rough pathway. As if drawn by this new light source, Vawn and Denver looked towards that direction in surprise.
Denver who was surprised gave one of his lackeys at this side a look, the lackey then nodded before he jumped, his figure dancing through the woods like an agile cheetah as he hurried to inspect the source of the unknown.
"Tsk, I want to see just who would have to gall to disrupt our affairs," Denver said with a ruthless look in his eyes as he kept his eyes in the direction his lackey went.
'Shit, just what could it be this time? Our luck couldn't get any worse, these guys were definitely commissioned by those bastards.'
Vawn's thoughts rang out as he could recall the face a few enemies he had since young. He hesitated a bit as he noticed that the strange light took up Denver's attention, a look of firmness appeared when he glanced at the two Centuarian guards with a knowing look.
As if they understood, the two Centuarian guards quickly brandished their pikes and released their bindings, their fierce gallop sounding as they instantly arrived within range of the distracted Denver and attacked.
"Vawn, you think that your foolish One Star E Class Warriors can sneak up on me? Hmph! Let me send them to their deaths!"
Denver said with a vile look in his eyes that had turned to glance at the assaulting Centuarians. He keenly watched as the two pikes that glowed with their mystical power cut through the dense rain droplets at high speeds towards his sides.
Not wasting a moment, he firmed up his grip on his chipped claymore before he kicked the ground, pushing himself backward by a meter's distance.
As a result of this action, the pikes stabbed thin air, but as if the Centuarians expected this, their faces had cruel sneers as the energy that coated their pikes flowed towards its tip and fired towards Denver at alarming speeds that few could ever avoid.
"Great, well-done men!" Vawn said with a laugh as he was gambling on this attack, he knew it was risky, but it seemed that the sneak assault was about to succeed.
Vawn looked on with eager eyes awaiting this famed bandit's death, but sadly, the result would prove otherwise.
Denver smirked as he saw the ray attacks; he didn't even try to dodge as his body soon became shrouded by a dense mystical power. He then crossed the sword in front of him as his mystical power formed a barrier before it.
The energies then collided soon after, creating an explosion that leveled the area before the carriage, leaving behind a deep ditch.
Denver stood at the center of this ditch with his sword held before him as if unphased by the previous all or nothing attack, but before Vawn and the Centuarians could even express their shock. Two cloaked shadows blurred and appeared by the Centuarians sides, their arms swung their daggers across the guards' necks, leaving behind a graceful arc of light before they stood behind them in silence.
The two Centuarians had widened their eyes as they held their throats with both of their arms. They tried to close the wound that was bleeding, but in the end, they fell to the ground in silence.
"Nooo!" Vawn cursed out loud as he saw the scene before him, he wanted to run away, but the two cloaked figures rapidly placed their daggers at his sides, causing him to halt.
Denver chuckled at this as he slowly walked forward and stopped a little distance from Vawn, his eyes staring at the carriage behind Vawn, causing him to feel a bit anxious.
Denver's mouth curved into a smile as he made a look as if he just recalled something when he spoke.
"Now that wasn't good behavior, Vawn, you've certainly let me down, as well as your family name. Hmm, come to think of it, wasn't there a famous prodigy amongst your clan? I've heard rumors that this thing of yours was supposed to be an entrance gift for his sake, how touching... bring him out!"
Following Denver's words, a few men walked into the carriage, causing Vawn's face to sink even further as he begged.
"No! Please, Mr. Denver, I am truly sorry about my conduct earlier, my mind was a bit muddled by the rain and lightning, please don't harm him, if you wish to punish anyone, do it with me instead?"
"Shut up!" Denver shouted as punched Vawn's flat belly with his fist, causing it to sink in deeply as he coughed out blood due to the severity of the hit.
The two other lackeys then grabbed Vawn's hands and forced him to kneel, showing an extremely pitiful appearance.
Denver then stared at him and spoke, "You listen here, Vawn, when I do things I don't like when others try to interrupt me, understood. Both you and your son are going to die here today; you can make no certain of it, I am only keeping you alive to see the death's of those who came to disrupt our affairs."
As Denver said this, his eyes no longer stared at Vawn as he only focused his attention to the scene with the lights in the nearby woods.
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