"Everyone, fall back!"
While the special class students and Tristan's soldiers were fighting, a loud voice boomed through the surroundings.
It belonged to Nox.
At first, the soldiers were confused. They looked at their leader, their eyes seeming to ask for permission. One could see the desperation and uncertainty in them.
The scared leader peeled his eyes away from them and approached Nox.
"Do you have any plans?" he asked. "We'd like to retreat too, as you can see, to take a little rest. But if we fall back right now, there's a high chance that the horde will chase us."
"I know." Nox nodded his head. "But you have to remember, rest is important. We'll only take a pause if we must—not quit."
"Y-you're not wrong." The man was slightly taken aback by Nox's deep words. He couldn't help but admire Nox's mindset.