"They already accompanied Death to the underworld." Lucas sneered.
As soon as he said that, the brawny man took out the huge mace behind his back, and with a casual sweep of his other hand, he threw the horrified bandit in front of him sideways. Bruises slithered all over his body, blood slithered in the fissure of his skin, and a gasp of surprise and moan of pain escaped from his mouth.
However, the brawny man, filled with jewelry all over his body, with metallic armor and a mace of his right hand, did not care about him, not even landing a gaze to check his state. The brawny man was hell-bent on killing Lucas and Lilith, and it baffled Lucas.
Lucas was amused and bewildered at the same time, especially by his stereotypes when it came to bandits. He could not hold it anymore, so he asked: