Jared and Gilbert's conversation infuriated the two men in black.
“You two Chanaeans had better get out of my sight. Otherwise, you won't be leaving here alive,” one of them threatened with a murderous look.
Anne, too, turned toward Jared. “Jared, don't get involved. You better leave with your friend. These men are really strong.”
“To be honest, I curious to see for myself how strong they are.”
Cracking a smile, Jared gave Gilbert a look.
Gilbert nodded in acknowledgment before leaping into the air toward the two men.
“Jared, you're no match against them. They're Martial Arts Marquises. You should run...” Anne cried out when she saw Gilbert make his move.
However, the moment Anne finished, two agonized screams rang out.
Both men were covering their eyes with their hands while four bloody eyeballs could clearly be seen on the snow-covered ground.
At the same time, blood was gushing out through the gaps between the fingers of the two men.
The gruesome sight stupefied Anne.
“Since your eyes aren't much of a use, I might as well remove them for you,” Gilbert sneered.
Meanwhile, the other two men in black who were engaged in battle with Andrew hurried over upon hearing the screams.
Their departure brought relief upon Andrew, who had reached his limit with his entire body covered in wounds.
By the time the two men arrived, they were utterly shocked by their compatriots' empty eye sockets.
Given that the four of them knew each other's strengths like the back of their hands, they recognized that whoever could instantaneously dig out their compatriots' eyes had to be significantly more powerful than they were.
As a result, the two men helped their wounded compatriots up and fled.
“How dare you try and escape?”
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