During their walk here, few recognised the true identity of this scary old man. Just looking at his chest, at that ugly looking emblem of a snake, then anyone informative in this world would tell who this scary spirit master was, or at least could tell from which scary dark spirit master family he came from.
"S… Sir… This…" The group of fifty move out, grab these two and even give them healing potions without asking for permission. Seeing all this happening in front of his eyes left this temporary leader quite shocked and enraged.
These two were left out here to die as an example to everyone in the base. There were destined to be a warning from failing any mission or getting ambushed or else they'd face the same terrible fate.
Dying was nothing, but dying slowly was something no one would ever dream about.
The temporary leader was in a tight spot here. Just accepting this scary dark gold monster and leading him inside was a risky decision he had to make on the spot.
