It didn't take long before Logan appeared in front of the little cottage.
He immediately noticed the barrier surrounding it.
Without wasting a second, he drew his sword from its scabbard and thrust it straight into the center of the barrier.
The barrier shattered.
Logan briskly moved into the cottage.
The sight before him made his already-red eyes grow even darker, as though they were about to burst into flames.
The men turned around after realizing there was an intruder.
"You're all dead meat."
Logan's voice was low and filled with rage.
The sight of his mate had caused all his walls to crumble.
Seeing her in such a state was devastating.
The men quickly drew their swords.
They thought they had the advantage.
Three against one.
But they were terribly mistaken.
Logan moved with frightening speed.
Before they could even react, he effortlessly slit their throats.
One after another, they stumbled, desperately struggling to breathe before collapsing to the ground.
