Is the captain back?
Angel's eyes fluttered open, drawn to the direction the bolts had come from.
But the person she saw wasn't Xylia, their captain. It was a slender, unfamiliar figure in the distance.
Then, a chorus of bizarre shrieks echoed from the dense woods nearby. A new type of monster, one Angel had never seen before, swarmed out of the trees, crashing into the pack of demonic monsters that had surrounded her.
Are they… fighting each other? The bizarre scene threw her for a loop.
Angel could only watch as a brutal war erupted between the demonic monsters and the wave of Plague-thralls. It was a primal battle of tooth and claw, a storm of savage bites and crude, hacking blows.
She didn't know how much time had passed when the whistle of incoming bolts sounded again, this time from behind her.
"We're back, Angel! We're getting you out!"
"If we die, we die together!"
"We're not leaving you behind!"
