A Deal With The Voice

"How are we going to get to him?" The son of the Dawson Family Head asked, irritated by the creatures. 

They might be stronger than the creatures individually, but with the collective number of the creatures, they were at a disadvantage. They could barely keep the area around them safe since the creatures were just too much. 

The likes of Grey, the golden robed man, the son of the Dawson Family Head, and the others in the Ninth stage of the Elemental Venerable Plane had been the ones who took up most of the workload, the others were just trying to make sure they were alive. 

The man Grey accused could not be removed from the picture as well. He was stronger than a regular Eighth stage Elemental Venerable. His strength was equal to someone who had just broken through to the Ninth stage. 

"Who knows which path that guy took?" The golden robed man asked after sending another batch of creatures back.