A Selfish Decision

According to the calculations Anna had made with her system, it would take thirty minutes until the Behemoth Clan reached the town of Flendon's wall.

Even with the Crimson Crane and the guards pushing themselves to the limit with their weapons, along with the pills used, they had already lasted far longer than any of them expected.

Although the guards might still not have fallen, nor had the Crimson Crane, Anna could only imagine how exhausted they were, and she was right.

At the wall of the town of Flendon, Anna's prediction was coming true. The Crimson Crane had decided to take the brunt of the force.

They had gathered, making a turtle-like formation in front of the guards. They were already weak, some of them even dropping their weapons in battle.

They had fought hard enough, and the Crimson Crane was doing what they could to keep on fighting.