Ruger could not help glancing back. It was the bearded Wizard and his companions who had made the Island's Bearers this way, but this was also the inevitable choice for these unaffiliated Wizards. Rather than risk their lives fighting back, it was easier to scatter and flee. Most of the people Barry Danton had brought to the Island were hardly decent folk. Trust found barren ground among them; they could not entrust their backs to anyone else. And the Bearers had deliberately avoided cornering these unaffiliated Wizards in the dead ends of narrow alleys.
Relatively speaking, the bearded Wizard and his four companions had done quite well to painstakingly acquire several contracts and form a small group, ensuring they could survive better in this environment.
Ruger and Mahama kept walking, while Mona naturally slowed down, gradually falling to the rear.
The two Bearers who had been chatting and laughing abruptly stopped.
They had spotted Monster Wolf following the group, along with the bearded Wizard and his four companions.
The two Bearers, who had been deliberately or otherwise projecting indifference and ease, had no choice but to rein themselves in when faced with eight approaching Wizards, even if five of them looked rather strange and wore chains.
Ruger gradually drew away from Mahama. With an unspoken understanding, they strolled forward on opposite sides, neither showing any intention of stopping.
Their relentless momentum carried a hint of nonchalance.
They had completely reversed the balance of their earlier confrontation.
Ruger studied them with interest.
The two Bearers actually began to retreat.
Bang!
Mahama stepped forward like a colossal beast trampling the earth. His Demon Skin Spell perfectly solved the problem of being naked whenever he transformed. Ruger even suspected that Big Guy, whose mind could be overly meticulous at times, might have studied