In any case, carrying the bodies was too much of a hassle, so Billy something like a duct to connect both floors, and the duct also would connect to those tubes. Gravity couldn't do all the work, but wind magic could. While Billy was making those, the others were killing tyrants and then making the monsters bleed out to the ducts. He was pretty sure that he had never heard so many sighs in his life…
"They must have a pretty nice life until now if something like this is bothering them," Billy thought.
When Billy and his friends started as adventurers, he did those odd jobs all the time. To the point that skinning a monster was like breathing to him. Come to think of it, he had worked a lot to make his party work, and he was pretty sure that he knew that back then, but he had forgotten about it for one reason or the other.
"It seems it is working," Lucyna said. "However, something is off…"
