Chapter 135: Elder Level

"Mercenaries like you, too full of yourself to know your place-I've lost count of how many I've put in the ground. What makes you any different? How long do you think you can last against me?" At some point, Raven had ghosted behind Scott, the tip of her dagger kissing his throat. Cold sweat broke across Scott's brow in an instant. "Spare me, spare me, I-I'm just following orders…" he stammered, begging before he could stop himself. He usually cut people down as if he were slicing fruit, hardened...