The burly guy didn't move rashly.
He looked around and raised his voice.
"Mink! Archy! Feya! Are you guys here?"
Mink and Archy whipped their heads towards the voice and shouted,
"Captain! We are here!"
"Stay here! We will come to you!"
The burly guy dragged the feeble young master and the four of them reunited.
In the dim light, the burly guy keenly sensed a missing presence.
"Where's Feya?"
And the smell of blood coming from those two...
The burly guy's heart hung high.
"Feya...she..." Archy shook his head, traces of blood on his face once again mixed with tears, sliding down his cheek.
"I'm sorry, captain, w-we couldn't..." Save her.
Mink hung his head low, his nails dug deep into the broken spear stem.
The burly guy took a deep breath and shook his head.
"It's okay. Casualties are to be expected."
No, it isn't. There shouldn't be a casualty this fast in a low-level F-rank dungeon.
A chill crept down the burly guy's spine.
Unless....
