Time slowly dragged on and Furano's situation continued to worsen. The new enemy commander launched wave after wave of monsters into the frontlines while protecting them from the assaults of Furano's ranger and mage corps, slowly but surely eating away at their forces.
The new commander sported a calm expression as he ordered swaths of lesser monsters to their deaths. The eldest rindar, the poison herald and the other B-rank monsters that Frost and the others had been struggling against were nervously keeping silent at his side, their hearts filled with instinctual fear towards him.
