Extending A Helping Hand To The Poor Underling

'Phew…I can't believe we lived through all of that…' Shye mused as he hurled an entire makeshift tent towards the raging flames.

He then glanced at Seira, who lifted yet another tent made of sticks, palm leaves, and vines, tossing it into the fire soon after.

Shye must admit, he was impressed at Seira's performance.

As soon as he saw more than a hundred goblins surrounding them, his heart was promptly assaulted by pangs of loneliness, thinking that Seira probably wouldn't live through the day.

After all, he could escape if things went out of hand while Seira…would have no business fleeing from the Goblin Chieftain who was superior to her in every aspect.

Shockingly though, when the grim reaper came knocking at her door, she vehemently refused to go, fighting ferociously—like a cornered beast—to keep her little life.

Consequently, her hidden potential seemed to have been unlocked through that battle.