Ye Chuqi felt as though her companions had grown fiercer in the short time she had been away. The Allen Trio, whom she had only recently met, seemed to have grown considerably stronger in particular.
"Are you tired? We can clear this place out and take a short break. There shouldn't be any more Fallen Demon Beasts appearing for now."
As for the fire, a little control would keep it from spreading to the cave entrance.
Allen declared with righteous conviction, "No, we've already rested enough. We can keep fighting!" They had indeed been exhausted on the way here, worn out physically and suffering from depleted magic power.
But after taking potions and recovering faster, they no longer felt all that tired. With Ye Qinglan setting the standard and Cyril—whom they had originally assumed would hold them back—spurring them on, they were brimming with motivation. How could they possibly feel tired?
Only that frustrating way of fighting earlier had left them mentally drained. What they needed to vent that frustration was more fighting.
They could do this!
Since no one was tired, Ye Chuqi did not stand on ceremony. Even without any more leads, they had already discovered the nests. At the very least, she could lead her teammates in wiping out as many as they could find.
They might even discover some overlooked clues inside the nests.
However, every time she entered a cave, her teammates had to intercept the Fallen Demon Beasts at the entrance. Allen, who had repeatedly insisted he was not tired, only felt increasingly exhausted.
After pushing through two or three caves, not only had the trio gone deathly pale, but Cyril looked awful too. No matter how consistently he exercised, his physique was only a little better than an ordinary person's. Lasting this long