"Schwartz!" Noah screamed as he skidded to a stop. It wouldn't make sense if Schwartz would mindlessly attack them for no reason. If he wanted the demon core for himself, then he should've told Noah. The Little Master would be willing to hunt down another level eleven for him.
It would've been really better if that was the case.
However, Schwartz didn't have any choice but to attack relentlessly to push them as far as he could. It was because he was extremely sensitive to the fluctuations of magic… that he knew an attack was launched in a split-second. If he didn't do what he did, he was scared that their Little Master might die.
