Sebastian watched as Rebecca took charge, her voice cutting through the silence.
"We don't have time to waste. We need to get out of this place now."
Robert's brow furrowed. "But the exit is swarming with fangeds. We'll be attacked as soon as we step foot outside!"
Rebecca's gaze hardened. "Then we'll have to fight our way through. We don't have a choice."
The idea of fighting against tier-1 fangeds was frightening. Yet Rebecca was sure they could make it.
Sebastian remained silent, observing the exchange and wondering what led her to think she could get past tier-1 fangeds.
As the group moved towards the barricaded entrance, he saw an opportunity to help.
He began casting spells without the others noticing—again; he made his illusions—copies of himself—and sent them surging ahead to lure the fangeds.
However, that had been possible only thanks to the darkness surrounding them.
