"Hmm… this is troublesome"
I muttered under my breath as I surveyed the scene unfolding below.
The sight of Tristan and the others engaged in the struggle against the Orc Lord weighed heavily on my mind.
Aria and Elena, in particular, caught my attention, and a sense of concern gripped me.
There was a lingering worry that they might fail to escape, especially given their unexpected descent to the 6th floor.
Now, with the Orc Lord's menacing presence, the chances of their escape without my intervention seemed close to zero.
As I observed their situation, it became apparent that they weren't in optimal condition.
Bella, whom I had expected to effortlessly navigate through the conflict, appeared internally wounded for reasons unknown.
Tristan, recovering from an unexpected attack by the Orc Lord, was still in the process of healing himself. Aria, nearly exhausted, struggled to maintain her composure.
