The major mercenary groups‘ leaders were all prominent figures in the Melfrey rankings. Being able to become leaders naturally incant they were skilled fighters. Moreover, many of them were former special forces. If one were to randomly pick one out, all of them would be elites with exceptional combat abilities,
And now, Isabelle was fading a total of thirty–five of them!
This was essentially an elite special forces unit. Their lineup and momentum alone could strike fear into anyone’s heart.
“Finally, you have decided to come down,” said Isabelle, her expression remaining calm.
Her rivals tried to find a hint of fear or nervousness in Isabelle’s eyes, but there was none, not even a hint of caution. On the contrary, they realized she was excited.
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