The Dance Of Despair [Pt 1]

[Hours Earlier]

With the Hero's sudden disappearance, the Adventurers of Dulum were faced with a grim prospect.

At first glance, it appeared they had two options, but in reality… only one existed.

One was to wait for the Hero's arrival, hoping he would solve the problem upon his return.

However, as the demon army progressed with their march—nearly reaching the City's gates, Zabdel realized that the second option was actually their sole option.

"We fight! There's no other option."

Although, Zabdel felt extremely disappointed, there was no bitterness nor hatred within him.

He had simply resigned himself to fate.

"Not only is it impossible to flee, but the enemy forces also far supersede us all. In the end, all we can do is to fight our hardest. Even if we will be defeated, we will go down fighting."

His words sounded suicidal, but he was correct. As the Vice Guild-master, it pained him the most that he had to face such a bleak reality, but…