With a sigh, Paul dashed in, trampling and crushing elementals around the screaming adventurer and finally cut the vine-cord between the hook and the nestling.
He grabbed the glaive guy and put him over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes and then brought him to the back of the shield.
“Th-thanks. Thank you.” he breathed for a moment and caught his breath.
Seeing the battle rage on without him, the glaive guy finally got up and went to re-join the formation - but he was stopped in his tracks, a hand grasping his shoulder firmly. It was the other guard.
“Huh?” Glaive guy said.
“Nope. You had your chance.”
“B-but, they let me freaking die!!”
“No, they didn’t. You’re dismissed.”
“Dismissed? What do you mean dismissed?” he angrily questioned, not believing it.
“Dismissed as in go home, you’re done for today.” the guard said sternly.
The glaive guy looked at Paul, hoping he would change his mind.