"Good… Let's retreat then…"
William was struggling for hours to handle these five, but all of sudden he stopped seeing them anywhere around. He didn't lower his guard, and even after ten more hours, he kept his vigilance raised high against these five.
Anyone else he met ended up either dead or severely wounded. The team members recalled his previous instructions down to the letter and decided to take prisoners with them. They selected the toughest guys who couldn't move and asked a team of ten gold grade members to seal their moves, before dragging them around like sheep or cattle.
It was humiliating to watch, seeing the grand and mighty gold and even dark gold comrades getting dragged like this by the normal spirit master team they were fighting.
They would never expect that things wouldn't turn for the better later on but for the worst, and they'd be forced to ditch these cattle they just collected.
