610 Chapter 610

Surprisingly, Dragovich did not scream out in pain. He simply clutched his stump with the other arm and retreated slowly, his expression dark as he glared at Gunner. The Branded Servant simply retracted his fist calmly, still wearing a bored expression. 

"None of you are even remotely capable of stopping me here. Go back and tell your council that we have no wish to antagonize you at the moment. However, if the twelve of you continue to irritate me, I will send your heads back in bags and destroy your puny council." 

The half-giant spoke coldly, no longer trying to be nice, as he was getting sick and tired of this. Every second wasted at the frontlines was a second where he couldn't hold his son in his arms. 

The 12 Grandmasters had varying reactions to that statement. Those who had clashed with Gunner seemed to agree, those who hadn't seemed miffed by his tone and became quite hostile.