Noah smiled softly, hearing that. With this, everything was set... there was no way they were going to back away after this point.
Commoners were set for sure, but he needed to add more, and by more, he meant nobles.
He looked at the three poor noble lads, taking one-sided damage from twenty-two commoners.
'They are of no use to me anymore, I need others.'
They were already done for, so he needed someone else. Not just someone—he needed many more of those idiotic cunts.
It did not take long before they were done with the nobles, but they did not kill them, only beat them until they couldn't move at all.
"Go..."
Noah said, his eyes focused on the three nobles who were beaten to a pulp.
Finishing them wasn't his job, nor was that the task for the other commoners.
His word was short, but it was enough to deliver the message. He wanted the two fools to finish the task.
