Gor

Moira's group kept their onslaught going, with none of Oleo's soldier able to stop them, much to their captain's dismay.

The initial 40 soldiers had already been disposed of, and even the influx of new fighters still couldn't replace all those who kept crashing to the ground, unconscious.

Their opponents' skills and gear were simply superior, making the man grimace. Not being able to take down 4 fighters was simply disgraceful.

After a few minutes, the remaining soldiers had regrouped into a formation.

However, they were now hesitating before engaging. Their opposition was simply too strong.

"Now, can we meet your leader?"

Moira had a cocky smile on her face, making the soldiers in front of her furious.

They were losing on top of being humiliated. When they were about to throw reason out the window, a thunderous voice resounded.

"HAHAHAHAHA INTERESTING! IT HAS BEEN A LONG TIME SINCE I'VE MET FOOLS AS CONFIDENT AS YOU"