"Don't worry, Sir Anders. I got this." Scott grinned.

"Once we capture this bastard, I'll torture the Dew Balm formula out of him!."

Anders hummed noncommittally. "This guy is not ordinary. Regular guards might not cut it. Are your people up for the task?"

"Don't worry, Sir Anders. I'm prepared to handle this bastard," Scott assured, clapping his hands.

Soon, a man and a woman stepped forward from behind Scott.

The man was in a black tee. He stood strong and towered over six feet, muscles flexing. Unlike a regular human, a subtle rumble came from him with every breath.

The woman had a mask covering half her face, her lips showing a bluish tint, and her eyes purple. She wore a black robe, giving off a creepy and menacing vibe.

"Sir Anders, these two are exceptional individuals I brought. His name is Cooper Stiff—bulletproof and blade-resistant, unfazed by fire or water.

at death in the face.

Elysia Siren. She's even more tough. A master at voodoo and

her poison, and it's a one-way ticket

Stiff?

Seriously?

to becoming a grandmaster. They specialized in dark arts and brutal techniques. Even a

I never thought you had this much influence, bringing the

with

Rumor had it they'd

I pulled these two out of retirement. They're big fans and ready to

"You both got skills and mystical arts to boot.

Veros Warrior!" Cooper and Elysia expressed their gratitude,

in respect. As

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