'I can't face them head-on,' thought the crimson-eyed man, glancing over his shoulder. A few dozen men and women with determined, enraged eyes, clenched teeth, and a stance that displayed their hostility, pursued Arthur as if there was no tomorrow.
Their movements were almost as fast as Arthur's, forcing the crimson-eyed man to use almost all of his mana to maintain a decent lead.
At that point, not much of his mana reserve remained. Excessive use of the mana stone would only increase the pressure of his mana circuits, which was why Arthur was forced to sever the connection between the stone and his circuits.
Now, with barely 20% of his mana remaining, Arthur was in a difficult spot.
He had expected a few people to notice his escape, as a few of them were players. However, he hadn't expected to be pursued by such a massive group of people, all of whom were only a little weaker than him.