"Lord Jones, you must wait for me... you must wait for me..."
In the night sky, Dora continued to fly west with all her might, nearly spent, but still pushing herself. She was on the verge of tears.
...
"Faster! You bunch of useless trash!" Adelle roared into the night sky, followed by a large group of the Blood Clan.
"Young Master... please don't act rashly. I'm begging you, really..." the butler pleaded desperately.
...
A large number of Deacon Council operatives armed with light crossbows and detox pills braved the poisonous gas as they swarmed into the tunnels. This time, they did not split up, because it was no longer necessary.
"Find the Hydra, and we've won! Move quickly!" Duke Clement shouted loudly.
...
"Madam! Hurry! They've already come in!" Jones shouted anxiously as he sprinted back.
"I'm stuck, little bat. You all go ahead without me. This place is terrible—I can't even turn around." The Hydra replied helplessly.
