บท 980: Unusual Team

Sarohan had miraculously survived. Vesper's devastating attack had left him with a broken arm and unconsciousness, but his clan, who had stayed nearby, discovered him before Arthur and his group returned.

"Sir, you're alive!" exclaimed the tall Waiga, his voice laced with confusion and shock as he observed Arthur and his companions unharmed. "I thought you faced off against a god who could manipulate time?"

"Somehow, we managed to defeat him," Arthur replied with a smile, his gaze drifting down to his injured arm. "You sacrificed your own well-being to protect me. The time you bought us was instrumental in our victory. Consider us even now."

"Nonsense, my lord," Sarohan interjected, shaking his head. "We have endured the tyrant's oppression for far too long. Not only did you save us from his assault, but you also freed us from his reign. A mere broken arm cannot repay such a debt."