Vritra frowned as he heard the second man's begging.
After a moment, he muttered: "Bobby."
The metallic ball flashed and pierced through the assassin's brain, killing him instantly.
All four of the strongest present were dead.
Vritra turned and looked at the few people who were still wriggling and groaning on the ground.
"Go ahead," he ordered, and instantly Hellmancer began to collect the souls of all the fallen assassins and killed if they still had some vitality left.
He looked away from the soul wraith, who was happily picking up the souls like free money, and turned his gaze towards the direction of the stairs.
Within a minute, a little over nine hundred men had already died.
A few more people kept entering the dome—only to regret their decision as they were instantly attacked by the tiny dust devils.
…
Outside the black market, a black ray of light flashed at an extreme speed, heading straight towards the base of the Dawn Minion.
