If before, Ragnar had a hunch. Now, he was very sure that Ren wanted to kill him.
"You're an Orc. Your STR is enough to carry two persons if ever they couldn't run fast enough," said Ren when he saw Ragnar's face twisted into a frown.
It took everything Ren had not to laugh. He had no qualms against Ragnar, but the sooner he was out of the way, the better. Nothing personal.
"Ready?" Ren asked and equipped [Infernal Staff] before he began casting Inferno.
Rox flinched. "N-now?" He didn't even get the chance to admire Ren's staff.
"At the count of three. One . . ."
"W-wait . . . w-we should mentally prepare ourselves first!" Roxy panicked.
"Two."
Evie and Ragnar didn't have a choice but to be ready to blast forward.
"Three!"
"Oh, for God's sake!" Roxy screamed.
Everyone bolted towards the narrow path as Ren instructed without looking back. They run at their fastest speed as far as their legs can carry them.
