Hiding

Darcel, Aniela, and Masami clenched their fists as adrenaline began pumping their veins from the sense of dread. Almost immediately did their Spirit Sense brazenly go off to alert them to significant threats to their lives.

The presences specifically coming to them were a squadron of seven. And though they all were far weaker, their Spirit Senses could still identify the power level slowly walking towards them.

'Seventh level Heavenly Kings!' Darcel, Aniela, and Masami simultaneously thought out loud in their minds. 

If this was still before the Mercenary Exchange Event, the trio would disdainfully scoff at this kind of power.

However, now, the trio felt incredibly strange. No longer can they casually play around with groups that have only average prowess. They all felt honest to god fear. 

This kind of fear had varying levels of impact on the trio's mental state.