章 113: Why so rushed, the Hunters?

"You arrived," said Bale from the other side of the mega-dungeon's barrier, rapping his fingers across his bald head. He looked exhausted, eyes dry and movement lacking the usual bold energy—he had fought. A real hard battle.

Mark walked into the barrier of the dungeon and looked around. Many demon corpses littered the ground, most of them wolf-like. Some Hunters were also dead on the floor, mostly B-rank.

He also noticed Healing Hunter Reema (Heilan's Grandmother) and another man with an afro hairstyle standing to the side. He turned back to Bale.

"You shouldn't kill too many demons, brother, or you will end up summoning the angels by accident," Mark said.

Bale just nodded with a grim face.