Pah, pah, pah…
A series of footsteps rang out as Fre and the occultic members looked up.
The air seemed heavy with tension, but a smile bloomed across Fre's face.
"The star of the show is here," Fre said, opening his arms and laughing.
Thud…
The knife fell to the ground as Fre's gaze met Calus' bloodshot eyes. He could sense the anger, but more than that, he could feel the terrifying King-level aura radiating from him.
The other cult members, mere mortals, had no chance. Blood gushed from their seven orifices as they fell instantly, their screams cut short.
Thud… thud… thud…
One by one, their bodies hit the ground. Calus looked at Fre with a mixture of disappointment and fury.
"These were kids… how could you?" Calus asked, his body trembling.
"Erm… well, the organization gave me a task. I had to fulfill it, right? And… I was mentally controlling the humans you killed," Fre said, pausing as an expression of shock crossed his face. His head slowly turned to the side.
