The crimson Paul

"Haha, losers trying to run always makes my blood boil!"

A voice was heard coming from the sky as the flapping of what seems to be wings was also heard as well.

The bandits looked up to see the descending figure of a red haired man whose eyes carried the real definition of danger, his face also had a visible grin.

On his hand was a beautiful pink haired young kill that was at that moment, covered with energy cocoon and was thrown into the air.

Shockingly, she did not fall instead she began to float in the air.

Boom~

An explosion occured as the unknown assailant landed on the ground and caused the sand to move away as dust formed a fog.

The hand of the unknown waved in the air and the fog of dust was cleared at once to reveal an evilly grinning man.

The Crimson Paul!

The mind of the bandit trembled as they saw the man, the Crimson Paul, feared for his strength and military might.

"The Crimson Paul! how the heck did we offend him?"