Inside the Wasteland Dungeon, The Two Joint Raid parties fight against the large army of Orcs. An hour has passed and so many of the Hunters from each party have been killed.
Han exhales heavily as he holds on to his blade tightly with blood dripping from his head.
"Sir, This is getting too dangerous. We need to regroup." Aisha said.
"**Huff** No, We're going to kill all those filthy pigs." Han said.
"Don't let your ego get in the way! We've already lost so many Hunters! We need to regroup! Think it through like a Guildmaster!" Aisha said.
"Aisha is right. I've kept up with your antics for too long and now I've had enough. Seven years ago, every time we were away, You always punished Master James' son and now you're sending us to our deaths. I'll quit if I have to." Ghim said.
"Fuck, Do what you want! When we get back I'll fire you all, You here!"
"..." The Fox Hunters just keep silent.
"Guys, Let's regroup." Aisha said.
