Tom who had collapsed on the ground the moment he was assaulted by Daimon's aura, saw the miserable fate of Alan and his face paled.
Ric, Tom and Alan too, were also middle stage Lord ranks, but they had advanced using resources since they had money in hand, their realms were merely to show and minimal protection, because any battle or danger was left to their guards to handle.
So even for this place's standards, they had trash battle prowess, not being able to withstand Daimon's aura, when Ender and Tila who were in the same realm, could do it.
"W-Wait a moment please, we… I don't have anything to do with this!", shouted Tom, the target of the enemies was Alan, so he could die for all he cared.
"Oh really, because it seems like you three were celebrating our "deaths" with quite some joy, now you aren't trying to tell me that you merchants didn't know about us", casually said Daimon as he saw the terrified women who were also brought to their knees due to his aura.
