"Could you tell me how many Mid-Tier Awakeners they have?" I asked as the four of us stood in a close circle.
"Excluding that ignorant mortal, there are two more—the snake-faced one with revolting hair and that fat bald man," Vyaghra stated with a straight face.
"Hehe, they would have cried hearing your remarks," I chuckled before asking another question. "If we're being practical, what are our chances of winning in the current situation?"
"It's less than one percent," Vyaghra declared. "We can defeat all of them by pushing ourselves to the limit, but their three strongest members—including the leader—aren't even here. There is also a chance that more of them are waiting in the shadows to strike us once we exhaust ourselves."
"Oh, so the situation is worse than I expected," I replied, rubbing my chin.
