"That's enough."
As this words echoed in the Amphitheatre, Corey turned towards the voice with the same small but broken smile on his lips.
His pure white eyes landed on a familiar figure. The figure wore a black and red robe and in his right hand was a magic staff with a green magical orb on top of the staff. He had blood-red hair, a handsome face. He also wore a pair of glasses.
On the figure's neck was a tattoo of a red demonic goat skull.
"You might not know me, Smile Reaper, but my name is Orpheus. I'm the second in command of the Legion of Nightmares."
As Orpheus announced himself, Corey's gaze shifted towards the three men that stood behind Orpheus.
They were also members from the Legion of Nightmares, and Corey knew that they were Tier 4s. However, Orpheus was a Tier 5 which meant absolutely nothing to Corey.
"I know that what happened is unfortunate, and I apologize on his behalf. But you shouldn't do something as foolish as killing him."
