No, it’s too dangerous here

"I didn't force you to drink,'' Zane said between laughter as he dodged Viktor's attack.

"Wasn't I deceived by your words, you said mistress like it! And your expression too!" Viktor refuted and he swung his legs towards Zane's side in mock anger.

Zane burst out laughing again, dodging and running from Viktor's attack range, while mocking him for being so easily deceived.

Cyra watched them play around, a relaxed, doting smile curling on her lips, but her ears stayed alert for the slightest danger.

She could hear the heartbeat of monsters miles away and close by and was surprised that any creatures survived the disaster.

This suited her purpose perfectly. She wasn’t running a charity by paying them high salaries—she needed them strong enough to handle tasks and free up her time.

She leaned back in her chair, satisfied there was no danger nearby and turned to the open ground, wondering how long it would take them to get out.