"I really don't understand what you said." Jacob shook his head and continued, "Even an outsider like me can see what's going on, but you are still planning here. Haha, it's really funny. I advise you not to plan anything here anymore. Just surrender."
"Take this brat out and tear his soul apart." Averill was furious. What he was most proud of was fighting. Even though his wits weren't that great, it couldn't stop him from fighting.
Right then, every word of Jacob was a slap in his face. How could he not be angry?
"Yes, my lord. I'll let this boy have a taste of his soul being torn apart." A commander rushed over and reached out to grab Jacob.
"Report..." A guard rushed over in a panic. "My lord, bad news. Kelcey... Kelcey is coming with some people. Her momentum is unpredictable, and our periphery will suffer heavy losses in a face-to-face encounter."
"What?" Averill was furious. He put on his armor and shouted, "Get ready! Let's rush out and kill that woman!"