They had not gone far when, on a broad road strewn with rubble where the patterns of the paving stones were faintly visible, a figure came running toward them, screaming all the while.
From that identical voice, they could tell that this person was likely the one who had made the shrill cries earlier.
With the eyesight of transcendents, on an unobstructed road like this, they could see the other party's appearance even with the naked eye. She was a short-haired woman dressed in fitted leather clothes and trousers.
Behind the short-haired woman, a Demonic Beast clad in purple scales was chasing her madly.
That string of screams had evidently all been caused by this Demonic Beast.
After all, when ordinary people faced Demonic Beasts, they basically had no power to fight back unless they were well-trained, heavily armored knights.
Her initial flight in their direction might have been a coincidence, but once the short-haired woman saw several figures here, she almost immediately ran straight toward them without the slightest hesitation.
Clearly, she had taken Angel and the others for ordinary people like herself and intended to lead the Demonic Beast to them. To avoid alerting the enemy, she had even overcome her fear of the monster and clamped her mouth shut without making a sound.
Since she was charging toward them, everyone stopped and quietly waited.
By then, the short-haired woman's vision had finally allowed her to clearly make out the group ahead. What startled and puzzled her was that they seemed to have spotted her long ago—and had also noticed the monster behind her.
Yet they showed no intention of running whatsoever, and unease gradually rose in her heart.
She had heard rumors about this enormous ruin while in an adventuring party. Although the most common Demonic Beasts