The pungent smell of blood filled the air.
Isaac sat arrogantly in a chair in front of the innermost window of the room, and standing next to him was Beefy Bob, wielding daggers in both hands.
The path from the doorway to Isaac and Beefy Bob was littered with the Crimson Guards' corpses. Their blood had dyed the entire carpet red. The 35 or so people who had entered just now were all lying dead there.
"I'm a little surprised that you would serve yourselves up to me on a platter without me even going looking for you." Isaac grinned, holding a cigarette pinched between his fingers.
Jason turned his head to look at Joshua and Wayne, then pointed at Isaac and said angrily, "Kill them!"
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