The owners of the voices, two men and one woman, soon came into his sight.
The two men were tall and strong middle-aged men. Their gazes were as sharp as knives. One of them had an eye-catching scar on his neck. At a glance, one could tell that he was not someone to be trifled with.
As for the woman, she was only 14 or 15 years old. She was petite and cute. She had a pair of big and round eyes, and her skin was fair and rosy. Standing beside two tall strong men, she was like a lovely bear.
The huge exotic beast fell to the ground, dead.
Seeing that one of the strong men was holding a short knife and seemed to want to cut off the hind legs of the exotic beast, Michael said.
"What are you going to do to my prey?"
The two burly men's expressions changed, and their bodies seemed to be facing a formidable enemy. They looked at Michael warily.