Zeth, with a swift motion, rushed out of the council building, ran home, and grabbed the ancient dual-handed sword that was given to him as a gift on his 12th birthday. He strapped it to his back and headed towards the main gate. There were no guards at the gate, as they were all inside the council building. Just as he was about to exit the gate, Zeth noticed that his necklace was glowing even brighter. The stone was emitting a more intense red light. "Maybe this gives me magical power!" he thought. Zeth began running to join the reconnaissance unit that was leading the way.
Keeping a small distance, Zeth followed the reconnaissance unit. He didn't want to be noticed. Holding onto his necklace and keeping his eyes on the flying reconnaissance unit, Zeth continued walking. For a brief moment, a beam of light seemed to pass through the reconnaissance unit. Zeth wondered if he had seen it correctly, but then one member of the unit fell to the ground. The others immediately went down to protect him. Now, they were engaged in a battle with demonic beings.
Zeth, filled with both anger and fear, ran with all his might to assist the reconnaissance unit. Zeth was the fastest runner in N1, that was normal. People with magical powers - everyone had magical powers - generally didn't focus on their physical strength, as magic was everything to them. However, Zeth's sole focus had always been on physical strength.
Finally reaching the scene, Zeth was frozen in shock at the horrific sight. Two members of the reconnaissance unit were lying on the ground covered in blood. Zeth couldn't see clearly due to the mist of blood in the air, so he didn't know if they were still alive. There were also numerous demons on the ground, attacking the sorcerers.
Zeth heard a voice.
"Don't die...
Don't ever die...
Not again..."
Zeth disregarded the voice, as people were dying right in front of him. With a swift move, he strapped the dual-handed sword onto his back and let out a powerful shout as he struck one of the seemingly weaker demons with a quick and forceful blow. The blow was strong enough to cause significant damage, killing the demon. "I've killed my first demon!" thought Zeth. To avoid being overwhelmed by others, Zeth quickly took a sharp step backward and was surprised. He had jumped several meters backward. Even Zeth himself couldn't normally achieve such a feat without magic, but he didn't think about it. When the sorcerers noticed him, they immediately lifted their barrier magic and unleashed powerful strikes against the demons that were attacking from all sides. All the demons were killed.
As Zeth looked at the two people lying on the ground, he realized they were a sorcerer he didn't recognize and Stephany. Fear gripped him. Zeth ran towards Stephany, lying motionless on the ground. Just as he slid to a stop beside her, his attention was drawn to Kor, who teleported right in front of Zeth and grabbed him by the shoulders. Kor stared fiercely at Zeth with immense anger.
"Why are you here, you moron? Didn't you get the message to stay back? Are you so eager to die?" shouted Kor.
Though afraid of Kor, Zeth's focus remained on Stephany lying on the ground.
"Let me go! I saved your lives, what more do you want? Stephany lying there? Let me go!" shouted Zeth. He raised his hands in surrender, freeing himself from Kor's grasp, and rushed to Stephany's side. He knelt down beside her and began checking her condition.
"She's okay! She's alive! We don't have time, let's carry her. We're heading back to N1. I have a bad feeling. Mark, take Clauss. Let's go!" said Kor.