"Un! Lead the way! Everyone, follow him! I'll guard the rear!" Exile roared as he rushed to intercept a Deep Stalker that was targeting Old Un.
The others did not hesitate and immediately chased after Old Un who had run off. They were not going to argue with Exile, since he was the one who had the best chance of holding off the mobs anyway. The only thing that they could do was not get too far ahead of him.
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'Damn! There's too many of them!' Exile groaned as he looked around. Even though he could see them, they were beginning to coordinate with each other to try to overwhelm him. He spared a glance towards his comrades and decided it was time to make a run for it, even as he ducked under the outstretched hand of one of the mobs.
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