Wang Jun now realized that he was not the only human from Earth transported to this world. He didn't know how many others there were, but for now, he pushed those thoughts to the back of his mind temporarily. His priority was to find a way out of this place.
Even though this labyrinth had just formed, with their current strength, they couldn't hope to reach the labyrinth lord, let alone escape alive.
The hunters, who had been victims, were now awakened. Draven, upon hearing his chieftain suggest retreat, felt a sense of disappointment—not in the chieftain, but in himself. He realized that he was too weak. When the chieftain had chosen him, he had been confident in his strength and experience, believing he could help lead the tribe. As he received his newfound strength, his confidence had only grown.
Now he realized that he was powerless in the face of true strength. He sighed and glanced at his sword.
