It wasn't only Shania who had misunderstood. Even Count Valtros thought that they were just giving up their servant's life as an apology.
Because of that, they couldn't help but feel at ease.
No weapons. No magic. Just fists and Aura.
It was certainly an easy win for their slave, Dren.
"Alright! Go ahead and fight!" Shania said as she now felt a bit disappointed that the battle would be one-sided.
She wanted to at least see their frustrated expressions, but now that they were willingly giving up, they had removed the fun out of it.
Just like that, Dren struck first. He made a couple of steps forward, and it was followed by a right hook aimed to cave in Van's skull.
However, instead of just receiving the punch, Van slipped under it, driving a palm into Dren's ribs.
Well, because of the height difference, he was limited to what he could reach.
Dren didn't enhance his defenses as he thought that Van's small figure and little amount of Aura wouldn't hurt him at all.
