Tapping his mouth with his right palm, Tristan covered his yawn before focusing his gaze on his surroundings again.
The entire group had gathered in wait for Crane. They had succeeded in killing off the army of cursed beasts.
Crane had been fighting for about fifteen minutes and the ground occasionally trembled as explosions occurred within that barrier.
Just to be on the safer side, those men moved about twenty meters from the wall. That distance would give them enough time to react if anything popped out.
Tristan felt tired and hungry. He had ended up fighting more of those cursed creatures since as the others drew nigh to that area, they led the ones they had been fighting towards them.
Thankfully, the entire team succeeded in eradicating those beasts, even if most of them suffered injuries. Tristan included.
