A series of long-range attacks crashed onto the Grablurs just when they landed on the ground.
"Over here, take those down!"
Fire, water, and arrows flew around the tunnel between the gaps of the frontline fighters, hitting and wounding the monsters before they posed a threat with their acidic shots.
The scene was a mix of destruction and order, as the patrolling group under the lead of Roven and the Rank 3 swordsman Keliot, fought slowly and carefully.
Steve was busy hacking down the Rank 1 Grablurs, jumping here and there, and slaying the monsters one by one without being stupid enough to face the Rank 2 Grablurs.
As he felt dejected at the thought of his inability to approach the higher-ranked monsters, the figure of his teammate crossed his mind.
"Huh?"
Steve paused and glanced around as he dodged an attack, searching for the crazy battle maniac of his teammate.
"What the... Where the hell is Felix?"
