"We need to pull back. Another group of Dark Wizards is heading this way."
Once the battle with the Dark Wizards had reached a stalemate, someone in the team had to keep an eye on the surroundings and be ready to retreat at any moment, lest they be pincered by the Dark Wizards during the fight and suffer needless casualties.
As the only girl on the team, Penelope had always taken on that role. When she noticed a cluster of red dots appearing on the Detection Pocket Watch, she quickly glanced at the notice on the Communication Bookmark, warned her companions, then reached into her pocket to prepare for the coming retreat.
"Oh, bloody hell. Don't tell me all the other teams have been wiped out?" Truman muttered a curse, then called to his colleagues behind him, "Give them something nasty. Use Plan A."
"Coming up."
Three smoke bombs, prepared in advance, were thrown from Truman's side. Black smoke engulfed the corridor ahead, completely cutting off both sides' view.
The moment the black smoke rose, Truman tossed a toy into it as well, creating a burst of noisy commotion to interfere with the enemy's judgment.
As long as the other side thought it was merely a toy meant to scare them off and prevent them from attacking rashly, then boldly charged through the opaque black smoke at Truman's group as they prepared to retreat, they would be met head-on by Truman, who was still lying in wait at the far end of the smoke.
And it really was quite effective.
Especially against that bunch of overconfident fools, it always produced unexpectedly wonderful results.
Just like the two men who had dared to charge them earlier—they had taken Explosion Spells straight to the face, and after falling, never got back up.