Clifford heaves a deep sigh, sitting atop a tall tree within the mansion, he gaze at the number of people gathered at the place in search of safety. It reminded him of those news he’d watch about events unfolding in some warring countries. Except this time, he was a part of it, though in another world.“How sad. It’s almost no different from where I came from.”The words tasted bitter in his tongue, having compared his old home to a place that he still considers a land of fantasy and dreams. But it was getting harder to think that way, considering all the things that had happened to him.Helpless babes clinging to their mothers, crying children in search or their family, held by some stranger trying to help. All of them, covered in dirt and disheveled.He winced at the familiar scenery of despair that she only saw on television. Experiencing it first hand brought a heavier weight in his chest, making it hard to breathe because of that twisting and squeezing inside of it.“But I heard

Seeing the continues glitching in front of him, he can’t help but frown, having that sense of uncertainty and dread creeping into him.The message box showing error continued popping atop of every single refugee there. Also, the familiar purple aura fully engulfed each of them now.Then there’s the hooded person who released a sort of pulse, which seems to be the reason for it all. But what truly got to him was the exclamation point hovering above the person’s head.“Sir Clifford, aren’t we going to help the young heroes?”Hallor says, while keeping his gaze low in embarrassment and shame, since he understood they had already been told to wait.It amazed him how the two other men could stay calm and keep watch while all of that was happening.But seeing how the esteemed young heroes they look up to were having a hard time, along with the unknown creature wrecking havoc in the midst of all those innocent were making him itch for a fight.The lad stops when he did not get an answer from

Hallor wanted to impress the young heroes in his own way, in hopes of gaining their favor and approval. He’d always dreamed of this moment since he was a kid. So with this in mind, he gave out a war cry while releasing more energy.Strengthened by his resolve and passion. He conjured every ounce of strength he can muster in order to keep the afflicted refugees from escaping his hold. He did not flinch, even with the amount of strain it was giving his body.He didn’t want to let this chance slip by, especially after being given a once in a lifetime opportunity. Also, he did not wish to disappoint sir Clifford, who has provided him with so much.That was why, though every fiber of his being was being torn from the large amount of mana being eaten by the spell and pushback he was getting, he remained enduring and firm.“Heroes leave this to me!”He said, forcing a smile, since he was gritting his teeth in pain.Even with his newfound power, it was impossible to hold so many enemies at on

Thanks to the mysterious warrior, the young heroes escape unscathed, except for their pride and ego. Each of them had this look of anger, annoyance, and defeat, aware they were no match for the enemy they faced.After reaching a good distance from danger, one of the group goes to a halt, their faces creasing in frustration and disappointment.“We can’t just leave that thing roaming around. Who knows what it could do to the nearby settlements?”Arty shouts, his voice a squeal. Still echoed through the woods, making the birds around them scatter.There was stunned silence for a few moments as each of the youngsters couldn’t look him in the eye, ashamed they failed to fulfill their duties.“I agree with Arty on this.”Marco finally step up, seeing how the others started whispering among each other. He knew what they were trying to do, considering the group became divided, four against eight, as their other two companions stayed with them, while the others were in front.“We barely made i

All of them were in awe, gaping in sheer astonishment at the scene happening in front of them. Just a few feet away from them, they saw the boss monster kneeling helplessly in front of a mysterious being.Though it struggled, clawed, and growled with all its might, it was helpless in front of the hooded figured wearing the poker faced mask. As the monstrosity’s form slowly shriveled, shrink, and then piece by piece of its grotesque body fell off, turning to a purplish goo.Its malevolent purple aura that was uncontrollably scattering a while ago was now getting absorbed by the mysterious figure standing in front of it; even the mist like miasma seems to be getting absorbed into the new-comer’s body.“What the hell is going on?”Marco swallowed hard, trying to fend off the creeping fear inside of him. He didn’t know what was happening, but it scared him that there was an unknown person who was more powerful than the monster they struggled to defeat.His reason, being uncertain if they