Chapter 417 Commander's Demeanor

"What's the matter?" the old Elf, Quirion, approached and asked. All the resurrected heroes recognized him, or at least had heard of his great fame, so naturally, he took on the role of leader.

"There are enemies." Kaladray said succinctly as he looked toward the approaching Lancelot, "Is there another passage?"

"I only know of this one." Lancelot shook his head, "How many enemies are there?"

"A dozen Berserk Demons, clamoring for meat." Another Elf next to Kaladray immediately responded, "They are coming down from the top of the stairs, we have at most one minute..."

"Let's deal with them in the room ahead, it's too narrow here." the Elf commander intervened, "There are plenty of places suitable for hiding inside, we could ambush..."

"Right." Lancelot knew it wasn't the time for hesitation and decided promptly, "I'll try to scare them off first, you hide with the men on the side, and if a fight breaks out, block the retreat immediately — we cannot let any demon escape!"