The work thousands of masters were collaborating together to do was done by him. Realising this made her eyes turn sour, with red veins appearing there as she resisted the urge to cry.
She was happy, but she was feeling bad for him at the same time. Her tears would have flown if she was just with him, if she was alone, not surrounded by all these people around.
As he kept reassuring her by his voice, she relayed part of what he said to others. The thought that he was drawing closer to them pumped more adrenaline in their bodies, making them exert more effort, showing a performance none of them ever thought they could do before.
Everyone was fighting for their lives, fighting hard including William, including the masters at the outside. The army of masters were having tough times as well. They weren't fighting against natural forces and monsters, but they were struggling under the insane number of monsters that suddenly appeared in the past few hours.
