CHAPTER 806
With everyone attacking whoever they pleased, Finral, Liam, and Ray were left standing—watching the others clash against one another while remaining rooted close to Noir, which in turn meant they were near where Grey currently was.
Seeing the two dozen guards standing off to the side, they were tempted to move in order to take them down as well.
It would be difficult—they knew that much.
And that was because those guards were all around stage five or so.
Not a single one of them was below that level.
While they themselves were merely stage four warriors at best.
In fact, the probability of them winning against the guards was less than one percent.
However, they still wanted to try their hardest… for Grey.
Even if they managed to bring down just one of the guards for their friend, it would be worth it.
Their feet shifted subtly.
They didn't need to exchange words—as though they shared the exact same thoughts.
They were about to move when—
