"W-why are you doing this?!" the tattooed holder asked, her ink tentacles swaying behind her.
Eka raised his left hand; he could see holes in it, and blood continued to flow down. It would probably take a day to heal that kind of injury.
"Ask your guild master. By the way, where is he?" Eka brandished his sword.
The tattooed holder gulped nervously. Fear washed over them as they finally realized how dangerous the intruder in front of them was. Of course, she knew, but she didn't answer. The guild master was currently inside a C-rank dungeon.
Suddenly, her medal vibrated. Feeling the movements, the tattooed holder exchanged glances with her teammate. "We should stall for time."
They nodded with resolve.
"Reinforcements? They better be fast then." Eka said.
