"Hurry up!" Jacob softly urged the two remaining young Demon Hunters, and seeing no response from outside, he shouted louder, "Jock?"
There was still no response from outside.
The faces of Jacob and his companions gradually changed.
"Jock is silent, boys, draw your weapons and prepare for battle." Jacob took out the large axe from his back and said to the two remaining Demon Hunters.
The two remaining Demon Hunters nodded, holding a sword in one hand and a gun in the other; both were ready for combat.
The only sounds left in the warehouse were of burning flames and the wind.
Then, laughter came from outside the warehouse: "Hahaha! Mentor Jacob, are the new Demon Hunters so fragile now? I haven't even used my strength, and he's already fallen. Such cheap offerings, the Blood God would not be interested."
