Chapter 112: Troublesome(2)
’Or he’s testing my resolve.’
"Makes this more entertaining," the leader continued. "Breaking confident ones is always more satisfying than crushing those who surrender immediately."
His subordinates chuckled at the casual cruelty, clearly familiar with their leader’s methods. These weren’t desperate survivors—they were organized predators who’d perfected the art of territorial conquest.
’How many Lords have they done this to?’
Derek stepped back from the barrier, wiping energy residue from his fingers. "Boss, should we bring the others? Make it a proper siege?"
"Not necessary," the leader replied. "Three of us can handle this rabble easily. Besides, why share the spoils unnecessarily?"
Torres nodded agreement. "The main Lord gets his tribute, we keep the rest. Standard arrangement."
’They’re part of a large base. This gets worse.’
The leader continued his evaluation of Ethan’s forces. "Let’s see... thirteen subjects total. The archer’s the prize, obviously. The warriors might be useful as shock troops. The rest..." He shrugged dismissively.
"Labour," Derek suggested. "Always need more diggers and builders."
"Or target practice," Torres added with dark humour. "My aim’s been getting rusty lately."