There was only one way for an individual to exit the exile after entering it. The treacherous path to freedom required them to kill the owner of the exile, better known as the master of the exile. This enigmatic figure typically resided deep within the confines of the exile, surrounded by its formidable subordinate demons. To reach the master, one had to navigate through a horde of terrifying creatures that lurked in the shadows, ready to strike at any moment.
"I can see a monster up ahead," Zephyr exclaimed, his sword swiftly unsheathed as he continued his graceful drift.
I too didn't waste any movement and took out the magic powered handgun in my pocket.
Sensing the impending danger, I wasted no time and retrieved the magic-powered handgun from my pocket. While Zephyr excelled in close combat, it was best for me to support him from a distance, intervening only when necessary.