As soon as Emery's right foot stepped out of the portal, he was immediately greeted by sight of hundreds of goblins and orcs turning their heads in his direction. It didn't even take a second for the horde to start swarming over him with bloodthirsty intent that was very palpable.
The elite orcs and trolls might still be far from reaching Emery at the moment, but the same couldn't be said to the pack of wyverns in the air. They had proceeded to follow the aggression led by the orcs and were currently plunging toward him at breakneck speed.
Savagery was evident in their crazed eyes as their bodies continued to descend. Their sharp claws had opened wide, ready to tear Emery's body into shreds.
There were three minutes remaining, but Emery only had a small amount of spirit energy in his body. Moreover, the difficult situation he was currently in clearly did not allow him to rest and recover his condition.
