Warpath stood up with an utterly dissatisfied look, but he kept his silence. The others seemed to be intimidated as well. They were still whispering to each other a moment ago, but now they stood still like obedient school students. Jack then checked on his supposed team members using his God-eye monocle.
What the heck! He blurted out in his mind.
He understood that Warpath was low level as he had just died a few days ago, but the others were not much better. The other Fighter was level 14, the same as the two Rangers. The decent one was only one of the Magicians at level 15, while the other was only level 13.
That bastard Bigarm. He had certainly done this intentionally. At this current time where the average players were at levels 15 and 16. This bunch was practically made of newbies. Were they sent here to help him hunt efficiently or to drag him down?
