"Fine! If you want a real fight, that suits me perfectly!"
Hearing the arrogant words from the vagrants, Seele turned her head. She smiled at their camp and rested her enormous scythe on her shoulder.
Among the vagrants, the man who had spoken so arrogantly earlier noticed Seele's movement, shrank back, then darted behind the fellow beside him.
Then, holding his companion's shoulder, he poked half his head out and shouted with a show of bravado, "A fight it is! Y-you think I'm scared... scared of you?!"
Before Seele could react to his words, the vagrant whose shoulder he was holding flipped him over his shoulder and slammed him onto the ground.
Then he shouted at the arrogant vagrant, "Are you fucking nuts?! Fuck you! If you want a fight, go fight her yourself!"
As everyone knew, the Underworld had many factions, but only three could be called major powers with an overwhelming grip on things.
Those three were the Mechanical Army under the mighty Svarog, Wildfire, which maintained order in the Underworld, and The Moles, a group of children led by Hook...
The strength of the Mechanical Army and Wildfire went without saying, but The Moles were not to be trifled with either.
According to some severely injured vagrants and the friends of missing vagrants, the little brats in The Moles were astonishingly formidable. There was Julian, who could take on countless forms, Alina, already a social butterfly at her young age, and Hook, who could lift her Diggertron with one hand...
But most importantly, these children seemed to possess some terrifying magic. When bullied, they would summon a terrifying humanoid creature. The vagrants who had tried to bully the children, only to get a beating instead, called that monster the Deep Blue Monster.
In short, this vagrant was