"We can't let a single one of the five escape," Mark said, looking down at the five savages. If even one of them escaped, Mark's identity as a demon who could walk outside dungeons would be revealed and he would be seen as a major threat.
Dona was also much more cautious now, her gaze looking down at the enemies with zero percent laziness in her form.
The five savages looked up, their masks wearing wicked grins. The Spearman among them materialized another spear into his hand, ready to throw it at Mark once more. After nearly being hit once, Mark wasn't going to fall for the same trick twice.
He knew that spear could suddenly teleport.
"I will get one of them for you," Dona said, her body heating up. "Let go of me."
Mark didn't reject. In the worst-case scenario where one of the savages was near escape, he was willing to use his Clown's Circus. But he was extremely reluctant to use it unless absolutely necessary.
