As a matter of fact, his ankle was broken. He just stood frozen on the spot.
"Oh, my God! I shouldn't stay here like this, but I can't move. What should I do?"
Hanho was embarrassed. He wanted to fight by all means, but he could not walk at all.
Even the high-ranking Priests weren't around. Hanho himself was a priest, but he was not strong enough to set his broken ankle right away.
"Oh, no...I should get up."
He raised his head and looked at the third hole. Taking just one step was so painful. How could he move his aching body over there and fight?
At that moment, somebody called him.
"Brother! Toughest thief brother!"
"Ugh?"
He was that little boy Youngin, Hanho's only fan. Classified as a non-combat player, he saw Hanho while carrying brick materials to the second hole.
"Brother? Are you okay? You are not okay, right?"