An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

"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.

death in the face. You're not

Siren. She's even more tough. A master

numbers, catch a dose of her poison, and it's a one-way ticket to the death!" He proudly

Stiff? Elysia Siren? The

Undead Hexcasters? Seriously?

the Undead Hexcasters were halfway to becoming a grandmaster. They specialized in dark arts and brutal techniques. Even a grandmaster martial

never thought you had this much influence, bringing the Undead Hexcasters out of retirement.

buzzed with amazement and

strength was undeniable. Rumor had it they'd even

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

both got skills and mystical arts to boot. Under me, I promise

Cooper and Elysia expressed

respect. As the powerhouse of Dragonmarsh,