They all followed instructions, sticking together as the goblin attacked, giving them an advantage. Together, they could look out for each other.
Lily held Xavier, providing him with support. Despite his normal breathing, she couldn't comprehend why he remained unconscious. His body was gradually warming up, similar to the feeling of entering 0°C water and slowly heating up.
Meanwhile, on the opposite side of the room, the Eleven observed through a mirror, their smiles growing as they witnessed the candidates struggling to defend themselves.
Just then, a voice spoke up, "Elder Iorin, when will this end? It's enough, can't you see they are terrified," Durin Stonehelm, a dwarf, interjected.
"True, but there is something I must investigate," Iorin responded somewhat brusquely, signaling the end of the conversation. Durin Stonehelm understood and refrained from speaking further.
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