Keeping some distance apart, Jeff and Atlas walked out the cove. At their level, the repercussion of their battle could easily collapse this cove.
Walking past the hunters, the two walked into the fog.
One after another, the hunters shakily got up. In this normal atmosphere, they quickly recovered.
Looking at Jeff's back, some hunters' gazes became determined. By the looks of it, Jeff had became their role model.
More people looked at Jeff in awe and appreciation though.
Some stood a little taller. It's as if they were proud to be a hunter. Proud to have Jeff as their boss.
Some smiled in satisfaction. At this moment, in this dangerous world, they felt a sense of safety.
The S-ranks looked at Jeff with a mixed expression. Jealousy. Shame. Gratitude. They still remembered on how they treated Jeff. Even though Jeff was the president, they had never seen Jeff as their boss.
Yet, now, Jeff was fending for them.