"Wizard!" Falls exclaimed, eyes wide open.
"Tap tap tap!"
The sound of footsteps arose, and the two coachmen who were originally driving the carriage walked to the front. The coachman on the left had a pair of brown eyes, while the one on the right had gray eyes. The air around them surged heavily, clearly they were two wizards.
After stepping out, the expressions of the two wizards were not pleasant. The brown-eyed wizard on the left looked at Falls, his voice containing anger, "Really minding other people's business!
If you hadn't poked your nose where it doesn't belong, there wouldn't have been any casualties. You make money, I make money, it's good for everyone. But you just had to be so serious, alright, we're all doomed! My business can't be done this time, and you don't have to live either, go to hell with your companions!"
As he finished, the brown-eyed wizard raised his hand, a large mass of air gathered and compressed in his palm.
