At that moment, several hobgoblins came rushing back in a frenzy.
Justin quickly gripped his staff and called out to the group.
"Prepare for battle!"
"Raaaaargh!"
As expected, an orc burst out from the trees, chasing after the hobgoblins.
It was a monster far too weak to be a threat to them.
Justin muttered a short incantation under his breath.
"Black Missile."
"You don't even need to use your double-strength enhancement to take down orcs with a single hit anymore," Zachary remarked in awe.
"Thanks to leveling up. I've poured a lot of points into my magic abilities," Justin responded calmly.
His companions looked at him with half-exasperated expressions, as if silently asking, How strong are you planning to get?
Ignoring their stares, Justin glanced around at their surroundings.
"The sun's going down. Should we camp here for the night?" he suggested.