As they stood at the crossroads of their clandestine endeavor, Mystery Protector's patience began to wear thin in the face of Darklord's visible hesitance.
"What are you hesitating for? If you can't even trust me, how do you expect to fulfill the quest given by the Mystery Saint?"
The question, sharp and loaded with implications, sliced through the tense air, leaving Darklord momentarily speechless, trapped in the web of his own uncertainties.
It was an undeniable truth that without Mystery Protector's vital assistance, Darklord stood little chance of navigating the complexities of the task set forth by the enigmatic Mystery Saint.
Furthermore, the formidable magical Defend Wall that shrouded South Harbor like an impenetrable veil was beyond Darklord's capability to breach solo.
