Even if we can't bring her back, with Sixth Hoffman and these thirty brothers here, it's better than leaving Hannah to fight alone.
"Alright, don't worry, we'll make it quick."
Sixth Hoffman was an impatient man. He whistled, calling Seventh back.
Seventh circled in the air for a round before landing steadily on a withered tree nearby,
eyes fixed on the situation in the distance.
"Let's go."
With a wave of Sixth Hoffman's hand, the thirty brothers promptly stood up from the ground.
They had barely taken a couple of steps when someone ran out of the camp.
"Wait!"
Sixth Hoffman called the team to a halt.
It was Nicholas.
Having run only a few hundred meters, Nicholas was already struggling, his complexion alarmingly pale, as if he might collapse at any moment.
Tree Star quickly supported him, "Why have you come too?"
Nicholas, gasping for breath, answered unsteadily, "I'm going with them."
