"Die...!"
Exiled Immortal roared, his figure descending like a falling star, his longsword effortlessly piercing through the gold-tier monster's skull, pinning it to the ground.
But when Exiled Immortal turned around, he saw signs of the battle line collapsing!
"Damn it, there are just too many of them, and we're too few. How much longer can we hold out?"
They could have simply walked away. After all, this wasn't a major event, nor was there any special reward. It was merely an unexpected situation they stumbled upon, nothing more.
Once the defense was breached, tens of thousands of monsters would flood into the elven habitat, devouring and tearing apart every elf here.
Should they leave?
Staying here wouldn't change the situation and might even lead to their deaths.
Yet, leaving like this, Exiled Immortal's conscience would be uneasy.
