The warrior's faces were blank, staring at the person who came into the scene, wide-eyed. Every single one of them would never forget Acheron's face. Some even had nightmares of him.
Why was he suddenly here?
Panic instantly swelled in their chest, having their imaginations to run wild. Although a few of them took his presence as a motivation to settle scores with him, the majority of them felt slightly helpless.
Did he come to take them all back to the Colosseum? No way in hell would they go with him without a fight. Just when they regained their freedom, they wouldn't allow the same person who stole it before stealing it again. Still, it alarmed them.
Acheron Roseberg wasn't only Zero's personal hellhound, but also, he was strong and capable. With their current state, their chances of winning were slim.
With that thought in mind, the warriors couldn't help but shift their eyes on Claude's back.
