Gathered up

The holder of the Dragon bloodline, Zach, was standing in the midst of countless abyss corpses in silence with his sword pierced deep into the ground. His lonesome back, coupled with the scene of carnage around him created an indescribable atmosphere.

Sensing someone's arrival, Zach only glanced at Emery for a second before shifting his gaze back and closing his eyes once again.

On the other hand, the Commander of the Magus Alliance's group approached Emery and the others when he noticed their arrival. However, a look of disappointment appeared on the bulky, bearded man's face as soon as he realized how many of them there were.

"There are only six of you?"

Emery was unfazed by the rude reaction and just calmly replied, "Unfortunately yes, Commander. The others were unable to leave their post because they needed to protect the gathered survivors. But if you really need more people, I can-"