Xia Nan did not deliberately hide himself.
He only shifted slightly after noticing the situation inside, moving to a spot where he could see the people within more easily through the shattered wooden door.
Because of that, Marcus, captain of Blood Blade Squad, was able to glimpse that sharp figure with Dual Blades on his back amid the crowd.
His wary gaze met those black eyes, dark as a secluded pool deep in the forest.
They broke apart at the slightest touch.
"Gorge, I told you to stop. Are you deaf!?"
Marcus whipped around and shouted in an unusually stern tone at the Half-Orc beside him, who was still itching to get at the girl in the hidden compartment.
Gorge did not know what had happened, but the captain's abnormal reaction, combined with the authority he had built up through brutal methods in the past, brought the Half-Orc, who had almost been swallowed by desire, back to a sliver of reason.
"Boss, but—"
His burly, muscular, pale-green body froze awkwardly in place, and a confused, irritable growl rumbled in his throat.
"I said stop."
Marcus's voice dropped even lower, but when it reached Gorge's ears, it carried an unmistakable pressure that allowed no argument.
The low growl was thick with unwillingness. Bound by obedience to the squad captain born of violence and survival instinct, the Half-Orc's chest heaved violently.
His breathing was like a bellows as he glared fiercely at the girl in front of him, who was so frightened she had nearly fainted.
Only then did he seem to vent his frustration, turning on his heel and rushing toward the cupboard, replacing reproduction with eating to fill the desire in his heart.
Marcus stepped forward, two Curved Sabers hanging at his waist, pushed Stonebelly, the Mountain Dwarf who looked