"Now then, will you surrender quietly, or do I have to deal with you myself?"
Dore took two steps forward, and an intense oppressive force immediately bore down on Eliza and Son Gohan.
Though she felt the pressure growing stronger and stronger, Eliza showed no fear. The resolve in her eyes did not diminish in the slightest.
She knew that surrendering now was no different from resisting and being killed.
After all, the enemy already knew that Son Gohan had taken out Salza. Given the Cooler Force's nature, their fate would inevitably end in death as well.
Since that was the case, why not fight back?
The faint flames around Eliza suddenly surged into blazing crimson fire. Her fully unleashed aura rippled outward at once, answering Dore's question through action rather than words.
"Looks like you refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit."
A cold glint and killing intent appeared in Dore's icy eyes. He waved a hand, signaling the Cooler soldiers who had surrounded them to step back.
"Let me see just how you killed Captain Salza."
Dore twisted his neck and spread his legs into a fighting stance. Today, he would see exactly what had allowed them to kill Salza.
Letting out a long breath, Eliza placed Son Gohan on the ground behind her. Under Dore's earlier orders, the Cooler soldiers did not dare launch a sneak attack.
After all, as long as Lord Dore defeated the person before him, dealing with the two of them would only be a matter of time.
During her years as a mercenary, Eliza had faced life and death more times than she could count. Someone like her would not feel even a trace of nervousness.
Instead, a feeling she had not experienced in a long time rose in her heart.