It was an order that doused the fighters’ morale, overcasting the squad with silence.

Each and every member of the Suicide Squad knew jolly well that they wouldn’t leave the North alive, but to die an unworthy death was a stake in their pride.

Anyone would recoil from the thought of launching themselves to their own graves like a pawn in a game of chess.

They were humans and not merely a tool.

Despite their reluctance, they kept their rage in check and their lips tightly glued.

After all, they weren’t the ones giving commands, and the Four Basilisks were highly capable.

It might be best to just do as told.

“Do I make myself clear? If there are no objections, let’s get the ball rolling!”

Seeing absolute submission, Heracles smiled.

The Four Basilisks were wallowing in this feeling of absolute power.

shouted, and shuffling sounds

eyes were set

was known as Malcolm

Heracles looked

the Suicidal Squad! Throwing ourselves ruthlessly at the enemy before knowing their

commander, his capability was way beyond anyone when

till one

Northern Demon had in place was nothing different from

the Suicide Squad, not the

statement and expressed their like-mindedness

That’s a nice one. Is there anyone on this planet

to destroy the Northern Demon, and you’re telling us that we don’t know a

bobbing their head in

Four Basilisks was their best bet since they

the Northern Demon, not you.

His questions got them.

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