"Adacus!"
Maggie and Vorus ran up to the fainted old man.
He had single-handedly slain 230 clones. He had taken a considerable amount of damage from them and passed out due to fatigue.
The clown planned to take care of the strongest on the field.
'If I don't knock him out, he'll reveal my secret.'
Vorus picked him up.
"I'll get him to safety."
He scanned the battlefield for a safe place to keep the retired Saint but to his disappointment, the entire outpost was completely ravaged.
He decided to make his way back to the city where it's safe.
He dashed towards the city with Adacus on his back. He reached there in no time due to him using speed doping.
"There. Now to ge-"
"Leaving so soon?"
Vorus's body began to shake upon hearing the voice behind him.
He wasn't overwhelmed with fear, on the contrary, he was overtaken by rage.
Electricity crackled around him as he swing his hammer around.
