Huff, huff, huff.
The people around Reilo were panting heavily.
After two or three consecutive hourglasses of brutal fighting, they had destroyed every head of the Bronze Ancient Coffins that had once threatened them. These coffins belonged to the monster formed from the dark Magic Cloud deep underground.
A brutal battle.
During that time, two more members of their team of over thirty had lost their lives.
"Another two hourglasses, and it'll be nearly dawn."
Windsor stood beside Reilo, breathing lightly.
"Mm."
Reilo put away the ninth Energy Crystal in his hand. It was the spoils he had gathered over the course of the night, and he had claimed more than half of them by himself.
He gazed at the Magic Cloud, still churning but no longer as arrogant as before. Its main body seemed to be fleeing toward the monster, bit by bit.
Windsor gazed in the same direction, working to steady her breathing.
"I can feel how weak it is. Even for us, a monster this enormous would be difficult to kill in a short time. We've destroyed so many of its heads that, even if it escapes after this battle, it'll be hard-pressed to pose much of a threat to the main battlefield again. We should let it go. We have more important tasks."
Reilo suddenly said, "A Legendary Creature this weak is a rare opportunity. Give me a little more time. I want to unleash a powerful spell."
Hm?
Windsor froze and looked at Reilo in surprise. Her bright eyes seemed to glimmer with anticipation deep within their pupils, and she instinctively nodded.
The thirty-odd exhausted elite scholars from Grann nearby all looked over, puzzled.
As the strange, dark monster from deep underground tried to move away from them, their senses, which had been blocked and