Stanley staggered to his feet. Blood from his head had already matted his soft hair into clumps. Looking at the warriors standing blankly behind him, he roared furiously, "What are you still standing there for? Kill them!"
The warriors hesitated no longer, all reaching with their right hands toward the mech storage spaces on their wrist guards.
"Enough!" At the sharp cry, the movements of the dozen or so warriors at the door instantly froze, as though time and space around them had been sealed. Or perhaps that cry contained the power of the Sunflower Acupoint-Sealing Hand. Ye Luo and the others felt their hearts tremble at the sound, while Farol quietly let out a breath of relief. Chirp, on Ye Luo's shoulder, instantly had all its golden fur standing on end.
A man—a man dressed in a silver robe—slowly entered through the doorway. His golden hair nearly reached his waist, its smooth strands fluttering faintly in the breeze. He could have walked straight into a shampoo commercial without any touch-ups. His handsome features fit together so perfectly that four huge words seemed to be written across his face: "Prince Charming!"
In his left hand, he held a red book. Ye Luo rather suspected it might be the ****** Quotations. His right hand was held out in the air, where hundreds of blue rays spun before his palm, forming a disc-sized blue halo...
The man gave a shake of his right hand, and the halo instantly scattered into countless blue motes before vanishing.
Only then did the Blood Romance Mercenary Corps warriors at the entrance seem to have their acupoints released by the Sunflower Acupoint-Releasing Hand. Still, no one dared casually equip their mechs again.
"Lord Teresi..." Farol respectfully bowed to the man, and Amelia beside him quickly followed suit.