Arthur teleported away from the arena toward the direction his squad went. His team's speed was quite good, but it was a joke compared to his.
Within three minutes, he had caught up with them.
"Akhur! Are you all right?" Siora said.
"I am fine, and you?" Arthur said, directing his question to all of them.
"We are fine, but we need to hurry now. There is no way they will let us off that easily." Laeroth said.
Everyone knew that the dark races would not let them off and chase them, but not permanently. The damage Arthur caused to them was massive, and the remaining general in the area would send someone to the dark lands to get back up. This meant they would remain in the castle for some time, as leaving it empty would only make the humans easily take control of it.
Arthur and his team had a massive advantage in the distance; all they had to do was keep running, and the dark races would not catch up with them.