Witch Clan: Isabella and Eztein vs. Witches

"It's good that there is reinforcement, but... why the fuck did these three still chase after me?!!"

Eztein shouted as he jumped from side to side, avoiding the ice spears, flame rays, and sharp winds. The three witches that were following him weren't ordinary at all. The three of them were at the peak stage of S-rank.

If it was an early or intermediate stage, then he would be able to fight them even with Gragas and Yenxa in his arms; after all, he was also at the peak stage of S-rank.

'The witches that are following me decrease in numbers, but the strong ones are left to deal with me. It's frustrating that they prioritized me over reinforcement.'

He said it inwardly as he continued to move his body left and right.

Suddenly, a shadow appeared behind one of the three witches that were chasing him. The figure stabbed the neck of the witch using a dagger in its hand.