"Ilot, hurry up and join the Skeletons to take down the Ogre; if we don't take them down soon, we'll have no hope left!" A distant howl echoed, causing an intense buzzing in Komer's head, and his expression changed drastically. The implication was clear, and Komer truly regretted his rashness. If more Ogres joined the melee, he feared the end of his and his companion's lives would be imminent. The only option now was to kill the enemy in the shortest time possible and then flee for their lives.