"Della! Aren't you going to do anything?!" A warrior guarding the child shouted, eyes fixed on the advancing corpse.
Della stood behind the bar: "'Great Power' clashing with 'Great Power,' and you want me to intervene?"
"This is your damn tavern!" Another warrior cursed in dissatisfaction.
"That's right, it's my tavern, and I'll do whatever I please."
Everyone was watching the corpse.
The upper body of the corpse remained motionless, only the legs moved forward with machine-like precision, and even just the way it walked was enough to send chills down one's spine.
Moreover, controlling this body was someone with an unknown ability, a hidden identity, and near-perfect combat skills, a holder of 'Great Power.'
The battle of 'Great Power' against 'Great Power'... Wise adventurers began to inch towards the tavern doors.
"You—" The child spoke, pointing to the warrior closest to the door, "Go."
