Because in terms of strength, the men in purple was superior and beyond what they can hold.
"We've been sent to wrong address, retreat immediately!" The leader of the purple robed gang issued an order.
However, just as he was about to turn around and leave, a black, small, furball far from there collision place captured his attention.
'What is that?'
"Halt." He said, as he took long strides to reach the black thing that looked very eye catching, even from afar.
"...", Upon reaching the furry animal that was in a dying state, the man stopped just two feet away from the thing.
The black thing didn't move, it was in a state where it seemed to be unconscious from the torture by these few no name guys.
The black fur, even after being soaked in blood, still looked so lustrous that he couldn't help but bend down and touch them.
'This is…'
Upon the touch he felt, the spark of electricity around her was acting like a protection charm, which made the guy frown.
