When Baybars arrived next to Ward Fifteen, who would be fighting their first battle this month, his breathing was not in order. He was so sweaty that the collars and sleeves of his clothes were so wet that they were visible from afar.
"Kapo, are you okay?"
Sam knew he wouldn't see him with Mel next to him, but he didn't expect him to be in such a messy state. Kapo had gone to challenge Mel to battle before, and he had never returned from the dungeon like this.
"I have no problem! Let me calm down for two minutes, and then we'll head towards the battlefield!"
Baybars sat on a nearby stone, his head forward, his eyes fixed on a spot on the ground. He could now understand why other people went crazy in the dungeon where Mel came out every morning as if he had just been born.
