Pride
Clement walked together with about seventy students by his side.
Their senses were heightened as some even flinched to the smallest sound that wasn't coming from the group.
They had walked through a lot of trees and mountains, but it seemed endless.
A black lake could be seen flowing down giving off an ominous feeling constantly.
Most of the students already drew their weapons and just held it in their hands.
They didn't want to waste their time drawing it in case their life was on the line.
Some had tried flattering Clement so they could get protected by him when things went south.
But who was Clement?
Someone who didn't even speak with his fellow subordinate and even to Anthony.
How could he even reply others.
Clement didn't care if any of them lived or died, it had nothing to do with him.
He won't even bother to save anyone here.
They followed him didn't mean he would protect them.