The other men who had initially accompanied Serafina in the car had arrived some time ago, but they maintained their distance, unable to interfere. Her subordinate, Fred McKale, a tall man dressed in a regular shirt and pants, understood this all too well. Any intervention would only hinder her efforts. Moreover, the overwhelming energy radiating from both combatants served as a stark reminder of his place in this hierarchy. They remained silent witnesses to the ongoing battle before them.
Liam activated his regeneration skill once more, feeling his wounds seal and his body return to its optimal state. The sluggishness that had plagued him moments before evaporated entirely. "Hmm…" he muttered, a sudden idea taking shape in his mind.
