In no time, the remaining guild members activated their Return Stones and disappeared from the area.
After two days of continuous combat, they had long passed the cooldown period for using the stones. Now, only Ethan and his four companions remained by the pond.
Ethan glanced at the group, taking note of their varied expressions:
Skyblade looked positively thrilled, his excitement practically bursting out of him. Clearly, Ethan's earlier words: "This fight only requires the five of us." had ignited a fire in him. Ethan knew him too well. Skyblade was the kind of hot-blooded youth who could be roused to action with just one sentence.
Slashblade maintained his usual stony demeanor, unreadable as ever. If he had any strong opinions about their suicidal-sounding mission, he didn't show it.
SeraphWarrior, however, wore his doubts on his face. He clearly found the idea of five players taking on fifteen hundred hard to swallow.
