Expensive as it may be, the item was needed, hence, for 3000 points, Shye purchased an intermediate orb of memories.
'You filthy bastards…' Shye inwardly raged, glaring menacingly at the hooligan adventurers' antics for a few seconds before kicking up a cloud of dust as he furiously charged at the nasty bunch.
Although evidently not high-ranked due to mismatching sets of non-relic equipment, the dastardly adventurers were veterans, thus, their refined instincts allowed them to sense the impending danger from behind.
"H-Hey, Peter, someone's attacking us!" exclaimed one of the five, prompting the middle-aged man in the middle, Peter, to turn his head with an annoyed expression.
"Haa? That unripe squirt? Hold this b*tch, I'll teach this idiot a lesson he'll never forget!" replied Peter, tossing the young girl to one of his underlings before dashing toward Shye with a cold smile on his face.
