The bunch of wealthy looking men and women seemed to not like what was going on here. I didn't know why, but just looking at them made me feel nauseous!
Each one of them had a group of bodyguards protecting them. They weren't originally much in number, counting less than twenty. Yet when adding the ten big guards on each one's side, the number became like a small army.
The most noticeable thing about their guards were the full armours they wore. Double weapons, helmets, even gauntlets and boots… they had everything!
Even when I met the spearhead group, they didn't look this strong or perfect! Something seems fishy here, something definitely stink!
"What's wrong?" Karoline looked at them with her bloodied version, "get in line or accept death!"
Damn girl! Did you steal that line from me or what? What should I say now? Clap at your performance or what?