World Of His Own

As another war hammer appeared in Karmau's left hand, the other death merchants brought out their full arsenal.

With no doubt, the action they partook in earlier was simply the tip of the icing, as Karmau stated.

Meanwhile, seeing the new arsenal as well as killing intent excluding from the five in front of him, Vernon's lips curved.

"Interested," Vernon muttered with a sadistic smile on his face.

"Alright then." Said Vernon. "But, I'm feeling sleepy, so you should give it your best shot. At least that way, you will know that you did your best, and your death will count for something."

Karmau tightened his grip on both of the war hammers in his hand, he already knew Vernon to be a very unreasonable person, but each time they encountered, Vernon still acted in a way that caused him to boil with rage.

It was a good thing that he had the strength to back most of what he said, or else Vernon would have died in the most brutal way possible.