A few meters away from the sinkholes, the only Rank 3 Executive of that patrol group who escaped from the clutches of the monsters, was keeping his presence low.
After being played around by the three Rank 3 Bladefiends, he was heavily injured and exhausted, with survival the only thing left on his mind now.
He stayed near the walls of the tunnel with his back against it, repelling the nearby monsters using his stronger aura, but the Bladefiends weren't the type to get scared as they relentlessly jumped on him.
Running away from the Rank 3 Bladefiends was already a miracle, so he didn't expect more when he was being attacked by the weaker monsters.
But the moment he thought the monsters were going to put him down, a voice entered his ears as the monsters before him blew away.
"Morris! You alright!?"
Keliot pushed away the monsters on his path and looked at his guild's one of the other executives like himself.
