Chapter 111 Massacre

"Liam shouldn't be done yet, right?" Felicia asked Olivia and the others as they looked at a woman dismantling a trap in front of them.

There had been close to a dozen traps in the cavern tunnel, and it was both a relief and their good fortune that one of the frightened women had a Soultrait related to dismantling. She could dismantle traps without triggering them, and even install them once again. According to the woman, her Soultrait provided her with information about every trap she dismantled.

That meant, she could recreate them as long as she was given the necessary resources. Felicia, Jennie, and Olivia were pretty sure that this young woman would become a valuable asset in Liam's team if she chose to join them permanently.

Olivia was not too sure how to feel about this, and oddly enough, she couldn't think about anything else but the few aspects in which she was superior to Hellen Wagner, the young woman, who had dismantled all traps until now.

'Even though she looks cute, and can be considered strong, I'm still better…and I'm stronger!' She told herself, patting her chest with a sigh of relief. Olivia nodded her head with a trace of resurfacing confidence.

"It hasn't even been ten minutes, and there are more than 250 Silverheart Dwarves to fight and kill. He shouldn't be done yet," Olivia responded to Felicia, who nodded her head.

Felicia had noted that her friend had become a little absent-minded ever since they had left the underground tower. She was not too sure what was going on in Olivia's mind but it all started when they began to convince Liam to search for their families.

'She must be worried about her family as well. Is she too prideful to ask for Liam's help? That could be it…or is it something else?'

Felicia always had a hard time understanding what was going on in Olivia's head, and more often than not, she would give up the attempt to understand anything. The theories that formed in her head about it in the past had never been worth the headache she got from all the thinking.

"We're talking about Liam…so I actually don't know what to expect if he is allowed to go all-in for ten whole minutes…" Jennie mumbled to Felicia even though she hadn't been asked the question.

Felicia smiled at Jennie and pulled Jennie's cheeks lightly. Jennie was not confident in herself, at all. However, that was exactly what made her such a cute little friend.

"Whasch areee you…" Jennie spoke sheepishly as Felicia continued to pull her cheeks lightly.

"You're just too cute~" Felicia exclaimed with light laughter before she smiled brightly at Jennie.

Seeing how the bubbly and bright attitude of Felicia had returned, Olivia began to smile a little as well.

Even though they had encountered the Silverheart Dwarves, and everything was extremely serious and dangerous, Felicia felt like she could let loose a little. The past two weeks had been extremely stressful and it was only now that she could return to joking around a little.

It felt like things would get better soon.

At this moment, Hellen Wagner finished dismantling the last trap.

Stale air, mixed with the heavy smell of blood reached them not long after. A breeze of the stale and iron-scented air wafted around them, causing everyone to freeze up once again.

Felicia was still smiling, but the glint in her eyes had changed and been replaced by a cold gaze.

She charged forward, unsheathing her Black Steel Saber, and prepared to jump into battle.

However, the first thing she saw upon seeing the brightly illuminated cavern village was blood, lots of blood.

Corpses littered the ground, body parts hung down from the earthen doorframe of a few small huts, blood pooling on the floor and desperate screams rang out through the entire cavern system.

And in the middle of the mess, there was Liam.

Both of his arms had taken a dark shade of dark crimson, making it look as if they had been dyed completely, his royal purple eyes scanned the surroundings quickly, taking in every bit of information from the surrounding area while gleaming dangerously.

A slow smile appeared on his lips and he pounced at the back of a Silverheart Dwarf, who had been running away from him. His frantic cries echoed through the ears of the women and the one-armed man as they stared at the Dwarf whose neck was twisted before it broke with a snap.

Tearing the head with full force, Liam ripped off its skin and flesh, beheading the Dwarf at once.

Liam turned to his right without a second of hesitation and he threw the head of the Dwarf with full force.

The head smashed against the cavern wall where it burst apart like a watermelon. This caused an outcry in the rows of frightened women, while Derek could only stare at Liam in utter fear.

However, there was also a trace of admiration in his eyes. After all, Liam's throw had been precise, and highly effective. The thrown Dwarven head had cut through the running path of three Silverheart Dwarves, who had attempted to flee quietly.

To their misfortune, Liam saw them…he saw everything!

He released the Arcane Kunai and cut the Silverheart Dwarves' throat without a second of hesitation. There weren't any Warriors left behind, but who was he to care about that?

The Silverheart Dwarves' Warriors had been exterminated by him, however, that was not enough.

It was far from enough!

All of them had to die, no matter how ugly they deemed his actions to be.

If they didn't like it, they could try to stop him, but…what would happen after that was better left unsaid…

Liam had yet to kill the remaining Silverheart Dwarves, and they didn't make things easier for him either. They ran in all directions while trying to spread out to minimize the casualties. At least some of them should survive to fulfill their missions.

For the sake of their race, they could give up this basement…but not the mission that had to be completed by any means!

Unfortunately, they had encountered Liam, someone who was able to throw a bunch of Needles that were strong enough to paralyze the Silverheart Dwarves, an Arcane Kunai that flew through the air at Liam's will, and eyes that saw everything.

Of course, Liam's razor-sharp claws could cut through them faster than any blade.

To say they were doomed was an understatement.