When the heavy gate collapsed with a thunderous crash under the assault of the beastmen and the treacherous mercenaries, Jeming was already standing at the villa entrance.
The vanguard of the beastmen, along with those rebellious human soldiers clad in uniforms and with eyes glinting with fanatical killing intent, charged in, shouting.
They wielded bloodstained axes and scimitars, thinking they were merely invading the mansion of a wealthy merchant, an easy target ripe for the taking.
When they saw Jeming standing quietly in the courtyard, everyone paused for a moment, instinctively suspecting it was a trap.
But upon discovering no magical fluctuations emanating from him, they grew excited once more.
"Kill them all! Take everything!" a particularly burly beastman roared.
Covered in brown fur and with bulging muscles, it wielded a giant axe that gleamed coldly, directly targeting Jeming's direction.
