Should I give it back or not?

Azazeal wanted to say more, but before he could, he sensed the faint figure behind him vanish into thin air. He glanced back to stare at the empty space, only then did he sense that another person was approaching this place.

"Oh... now I see how you will make it through."

He locked eyes with the blue pupils of the old man who had just appeared on the scene. In an instant, Hubert's eyes chilled as he surveyed the multitude of monsters and the blood that stained the land crimson.

Hubert moved so quickly that his figure blurred as he effortlessly dodged every monster obstructing his way. In that very second, he released his spiritual energy to send the monsters crowding the blood soaked land in various directions. His breath hitched in his throat as he took in Kyle's condition... the human's entire body bore brutal wounds, and the old man could even make out a few bones exposed where the flesh had been devoured by the monsters.