Hunter's Party

Those five people walked closer and closer to Hiro's hideout. When they arrived in front of the wall where Hiro was holding his breath, they stopped an inch away near Hiro and had a very serious conversation.

Hiro's focus on eavesdropping on their conversation was distracted when he realized that one of them had a blinding light amidst the night.

Liberty was standing in the back row with a grim expression on her face. Her beautiful eyes had turned slightly red and watery. She yawned with a bored face repeatedly.

"So, can we start with plan B?" one of them, a man who hid his face on a hood, asked.

[Level 23. Dimitri. Rogue. The Maniac]

"Yeah. It's time," said the one who acted like the leader of the party, Ace. Hiro remembered his appearance very well.

"Great! Let me kill them all. Tsk Tsk Tsk."

"Dimitri, be a little friendly. You're getting more and more like a real demon." It was the mage who commented, an african-american man who held a magical staff in his right hand.