"Who knows!?" Elder Isaiah shook his head.
"However, that's not our problem right now. Our goal should be to make sure he drinks it."
Duncan chuckled a bit. "Don't worry, I have a friend waiting for him outside."
Elder Isaiah nodded, and then he dipped his hand in his pocket, bringing out a piece of crystal.
It was little. A shard from the one that had exploded once Lenny pumped it with too much power.
He had picked it up when he was down in the fighting arena.
Elder Isaiah could not help but frown a little while looking at it.
After all, this crystal shard was not the purple color it was before it was destroyed.
Instead, it was a spectrum of colors, much like a rainbow.
Elder Isaiah was not so knowledgeable to know what this ant, but he could easily guess sothing, and that was that purple was not Lenny's possible peak power.
Purple was just what the shard could accumulate.
He sighed as he went back to his seat.
anwhile, Duncan went back to Clawed, both of them making out in a corner.
And then it happened.
*BOOM*
The outline of a person being slamd into the wall was seen.
Clawed chuckled a bit. "It would seem like it has already started."
Only monts after Lenny had left the room, soone was waiting for him at a corner.
This was the rhino head man from the other ti.
Lenny was about to take a turn at a corner when the man suddenly stepped in his way.
This made Lenny raise a questioning brow at the man.
However, he did not have ti for this now.
He had other things to worry about. He was about to make a defining decision.
After all, this was a deal on a life.
As an assassin, he took this part of his job very seriously.
He sidestepped to the left and progressed on his way, but the mont he moved, so did the rhino man.
"Excuse ?"
"Yes, EXCUSE YOU." The Rhino man had an accent that reminded Lenny of Red Necks in his forr life. "You know, the last ti we t, I had to hold back from pulverizing you because I wanted to make a good impression in this place. But who could have thought that a scrawny little mouse like you had the potential to beco a greater demon? NO! NO!! NO!!!" The rhino man shook his head. "You see, that's not fair. At least, and the boys don't think it's fair."
As he talked, two people appeared from different corners. One of them had a crocodile-looking head, and the other had a hippopotamus head.
One look at them, and Lenny could guess that they were people who were affected by the mutation in the air.
One of them was also a fighter for the Alpha Selection Tournant, while the other was not.
The Rhino man stepped forward, "After all, we know your type. Trash like you is just going to cause more damn problems for us poor people trying to hustle our daily bread. So and the boys ca up with a darn pretty idea. Why don't you take one for the whole of humanity and give us a piece of your tender, juicy at?"
The Rhino man looked at Lenny, licking his lips as he stared at different parts of Lenny's body.
For the most part, even Lenny was dressed like a citizen of the city. In the way the Romans did in the old days!
aning that he did not have much skin revealed.
Lenny could see it clearly in his eyes. This Rhino man was not looking at him with the desire for sex.
It was the blatant desire to feed on Lenny.
At the mont, the rhino man was not looking at a person; he was looking at a steak.
But this was true for the other two that had also appeared.
Lenny understood human nature and why these people had decided to disturb his peace.
Firstly, cannibalism was not new to the Waste Lands, but that was mostly done as a ans of survival.
After all, it was easier to find the dead out there than it was to find food.
Unless, of course, it was a mage's territory.
However, the City of Milk and Honey was very different.
There was an abundance of food everywhere.
This city was not lacking in that sector.
This ant that these n were not thinking of him to satisfy their hunger, an option that Lenny would definitely not accept but would be able to understand.
Instead, it was different.
He could see that they were thinking that they could have the potential to also beco greater demon realm existences if they fed on him.
In the wastelands, such twisted knowledge was normal.
After all, even the existences of the Great Demon realm want to feed on the Primordial Beast in order to steal its power for themselves.
Lenny sighed as he shook his head. "The rules for the Alpha Selection Tournant were clear. There shall be no fighting in the city."
"Yes!" The rhino head man nodded. "However, we are not yet in the city area, and this is not a fight. It is just us EATING our lunch."
Suddenly, one of the n behind him moved. It was the crocodile.
His long jaws ca in a quick snap for Lenny's head.
However, Lenny leaned backwards, the man's jaw barely scraping his cheek.
"Fuck" Lenny cursed.
If he had been any slower than that, he would no longer have a head.
Instantly, he waved his wrist, and his swords appeared from the storage unit.
He waved them upwards to slash the crocodile's jaw, but the man had impressively been fast enough to dodge in ti.
The one with the hippopotamus head took this opportunity to rush forward with a kick that landed right in the middle of Lenny's chest.
*Boom*
Lenny flew a distance as he smacked into the wall behind him.
A jet of blood left his mouth.
That was an extrely heavy kick.
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