The gentle rays of the sun, and the fresh breeze of the morning felt soothing, yet the crowd gathered outside the Risers Clan appeared to be nervous. Around fifty adventurers— mostly above the stage-5, were ready, standing in division by their classes, and were prepared to be despatched at any moment.
Among them McVill stood with a group of eight fighters, including him, followed by five takers, five archers, fifteen mages and Rose; a Guardian— making a team of forty-four adventurers for the raid. However the numbers seemed insufficient to counter all the Flame Xions lurking at the Volcanic Mountains.
Leonardo stepped outside from the clan hall, accompanying him, there was an enigmatic figure dressed in casual hunting attire under a black rob. His golden eyes observed everyone's impression. His bluish-white hair waved as the morning breeze passed him by, complementing his radiating smile.
