Trevor, the Mercenary who had been waiting in the rear, stepped forward on his own, without needing a signal from Leech.
It wasn't that he wanted to avoid work; rather, this battle had convinced him of one thing: Baron Porcupine would not lose.
As far as Trevor knew, some of the Transcendents from Porcupine Territory hadn't even joined the fight yet.
The monkey Soldiers might be numerous, but their defeat was a foregone conclusion.
And when a battle is guaranteed to be won, you fight with everything you've got!
Only by giving his all could he hope for a greater reward.
Fight to the death when the odds are in your favor, surrender when they're not. In this, Trevor was a professional.
"My lord, I'll hold her off!" He looked toward the well-built 'woman' with the long, lolling tongue. But she didn't even spare Trevor a glance, pouncing toward Leech instead.
"Fool. I can't save you even if I wanted to!" Trevor spat.
He knew the Baron was quite lenient with Transcendents.
