The masked man smiled a smug but creepy smile behind his mask.
"That's what I thought." He said as he formed tens of ice swords and threw them at grandma Roa.
Old man Merc was about to move but the formless hands around Moor's unconscious body tightened until her face became pale.
This made the old man halt his steps and bit his lower lips in anger.
"Let us see how you fare with losing your loved ones right before your eyes while not being able to retaliate." The masked man said with a hateful tone.
This old man was truly powerful, he did not only get rid of his men, but even made him lower himself so much that he had to break his own legs just to get here.
Old man Merc really wanted to take his eyes off such a scene, but what about his granddaughter? For him and his wife, they had already lived quite a happy long life, but what about their granddaughter who barely seen anything in the world.