It didn't take long for Cain, Krane, and Marcus to reach an empty room, and as soon as they did, Cain's eyes began to glow with red light.
Marcus took a deep breath as blue light flooded his eyes. His willpower had reached the Pseudo Wave King Rank, allowing him to keep a cool head, but there was no way he could compete with Cain.
"The information reached me through encrypted messages. I got a long list of targets, along with their routes and codes. Many of them were not just full of wealth but also soldiers. They asked for nothing in return, making it clear that money was not an issue to them.
I was careful and only targeted the empty cruisers and used people who knew how to handle themselves. Or at least, that's what I thought."
Marcus's eyes were cold as he glanced at Krane, but the middle-aged man just shrugged his shoulders. There was no real relationship between them other than mercenary work, and any notion of loyalty between the two would be ridiculous.
