"Is it him?"
"Yes, boss!"
Noises rustled from the forest, drawing Emrys and the others' attention.
Emrys quickly turned back, only to see dozens of people flying toward him at full speed. They stood on a huge sword, large enough to accommodate all of them.
To Emrys's surprise, he recognized a few of the figures. Moments ago, he had defeated these very individuals, and now they had returned. He was astonished at how quickly they had tracked him down.
But when his gaze fell on the leader, a cold shiver ran down his spine. He could tell that the cold sensation he had felt earlier earlier was because of this person. This person exuded an aura of lethal intent, making Emrys feel as if he was no match for him.
"Brat, are you ready to face the consequences of your arrogance?"
As they landed on the ground, the youthful person in the lead spoke coldly.
