The Real Enemy

If it weren't for Amenus there, they would have surely run and panicked. But they believed that Amenus could protect them from the disaster.

All eyes were on Gin. The way they looked at him now was different. He was no longer Gin, the slave they used to watch. He was Gin the disaster that they had to defeat before he killed them.

To be honest, Gin had no intention of killing them all. Taking them out one by one was too exhausting for him. It would be more efficient to retrieve his core and destroy the whole world at once. Wasn't that more efficient?

But the fear of the dwarves had consumed them. If Panka alone was enough to frighten them, what lay before them was far more dangerous than Panka.

A rotten tomato flew and hit Gin's back. It was Matt who did it. He stood there, staring at Gin with hatred.

"You killed everyone," he said very softly. Gin didn't hear him; his eyes had already conveyed everything.

The other slaves also grabbed the rotten food they had stored in their pockets a