One hour ago...
"We just received words from America, pleading for external support from us." Octeral said. Before him where the Central Hunters. They stared at him. Amongst the Hunters, where Velix, Sasha, Tashida, Poison, Weslen, Robert, Copper and Rollins.
Octeral stared at them allowing his words to sink into them. They stared at him in shock. America was not known to beckon for help. For all they knew, Fist was someone who was obsessed with power.
He always complained about how weak the demons were. With such an obsessed personality, they did not have any reason to beckon for help.
A man like Ken Loa was strong enough to clear a dungeon by himself without breaking a sweat. He was once invited to join the Central Hunters but he had declined it stating that he wanted the security of America to be certain.
"Really? I do not think that the American Hunters Guild will have any reason to rely on us." Robert said.
