The other two people were about to rush forward, their powers unleashed to confront Julian, but they froze in their tracks—something was impeding their movements.
They both looked down to see their legs frozen to the ground, then they followed the trail of ice to see a mist of icy flakes drifting from Ethan's fingers.
Julian didn't waste the chance Ethan gave him and quickly dealt with the two—teleporting behind them and slitting their throats.
*Now*
In the blink of an eye, the leader was the sole survivor of the group.
Moments ago, they were all fighting monsters and sharing their loot; now they were all dead.
The leader's expression turned grim as he stared at the two children. Who would have thought these seemingly frail children could kill four adults without a single injury?
"You hid well. No wonder the guards at the entrance let you in," the leader muttered to himself in realization before drawing the axe strapped to his back.
