Piku, the lord with a hippo-like face, was suddenly grasped by a large dust hand and pulled off the ground.
The ones standing around him were startled, it happened way too fast.
"Uwaaaaaah S- Stooopppp O- Omega is going to killll youuuuuu, I am his favourite m- man!!" Piku screamed in fright.
He might be a lord, but he had just achieved that rank through luck and favours, he didn't possess much fighting power.
Since he was so useless, he was made the tax collector, he had also begged to be one since it was his favourite job.
Beat up normal folks, which was very fun especially if they are dragons, and steal their money but legally.
His strength could only be said to be on the lower tiers of the lord rank, all the strong ones Omega always kept around himself.
"You are?" Vritra asked, he gazed at the fat lord.
This was the typical type of wannabe villain who bows to strength and acts superior to everyone weaker than them.
