The battle had reached a climax.
Four out of the eight golems were felled. The four that remained were the sword and axe wielders.
The archers were the first to be brought down, after all, their attacks were the most troublesome.
Basing their strength off of the energy wavelengths they gave off, Cedric made a quick evaluation that the golems had strength equivalent to a Magician at the early circles of the Advanced rank.
Which meant each golem had strength around his level.
Making it a breeze through for Max, Tanya, and Conan but that didn't make any sense.
If things were so easy, how was it possible that this same place was the deathbed of several explorers that had dared to brave the dangers of the Forbidden City?
Thus, even though it seems like they were winning, Cedric kept his guard up and instead began to inch away slowly.
He didn't know why but he was feeling a deep sense of apprehension for the four golems that remained.
