Bloodbath

Gasp.

"Don't.. slow down your... speed!"

"Hm!"

Five people were running with all they had as if there was no tomorrow. Their clothes were tattered and smeared with blood. Their expression weren't good either as exhaustion was evident on their face.

These people were the formerly Allan and Jester party members. They had never stopped running since they left Bradley behind. Surely, it didn't mean they didn't meet any obstacles in the way.

They had met some Third Class Magical Beasts on their way and they had no choice but to fight them. The first two encounter were manageable as they still have some energy to spare. However, it wasn't the case with the fight onward.

They had to lose two of their comrades in the hands of the rabid Magical Beasts. Whatever happened to the Beasts, they were pretty sure it was caused by the red mist they had run away from.

"Just why.. why it has to be like this?!"