While Mark was passed out on Fiery's back, Levi led the group. Light and Grey took care of the rear.
To their Master's side, was a seated Moonlit Feline, Krista.
Plus, a pile made up of the corpses and remains of all the Corrupted Dark Elves that had been defeated.
The pile lay, waiting for Mark to devour it.
'The Lord still seems to need time to recuperate...' Levi thought, biting down on his lip, as he turned around for a bit.
Walking through the forest with vigilant eyes, he made sure no trouble or enemies were found on the way.
Levi did his best to focus solely on detecting threats, but he found that task to be near impossible.
Something was bugging him.
Something important.
Levi clenched his fists.
'I couldn't...'
Grit-
'Do anything...!'
Using a tree that would have stood in Fiery's way as an excuse, Levi threw a punch with all his might.
