Weaklings

Time passed in the blink of an eye and an hour had elapsed

Nial and everyone else had been busy rushing through the hallways and rooms of the hidden laboratory, collecting all kinds of things.

Nial didn't know how many pieces of furniture, stashes of paper, alchemist tools, ingredients, and much more he had gotten his hands on…but it was a lot!

From the gains he made just by collecting everything around him, Nial was bound to become a truly wealthy man, if he wasn't already wealthy, to begin with.

He was currently running through one of the many tunnels the Shelturion had built as a means of escape.

"This is really like a fucking ant tunnel system…" Nial cursed out loud as he continued to spread out his range of perception and Mana sense as much as possible.