"They are entering the ground like they are fish swimming in water!"
Shouts rose, and many started to get hurt. The monsters weren't big, not the normal type anyone would meet in the world. These were small, very small, actually not exceeding one's closed fist's size. And yet they were quite nimble, fast, unpredictable, and lethal!
The moment these monsters appeared and their already desperate situation turned much worse. It felt like everything around wanted them to fail, wanted them dead. But in the middle of all this, fate decided to play a last gamble to save their lives.
"Keep fighting! William is here!" the voice of Sloth rang across the entire tunnel as if a grenade just exploded there. The entire group of masters, being alive, being wounded, being exhausted, or those who succumbed to despair, all looked in silence towards Sloth, freezing as if they were statues made out of human flesh.
