The clash between Xia Nan and the gaunt man was extremely brief.
The opponent almost struck once and then retreated. After realizing he was no match, he made a quick decision, exhaled mist to buy time, and seized the chance to escape.
By the time the adventurers rushed to the doorway to provide support, the man had already made it to the window.
It was as if he had bypassed the perception of the many adventurers in the inn and silently slipped into Jeff's room.
The opponent seemed to possess some kind of stealth ability, disappearing from sight once out of view.
Hum—
With the battle over, the half orc who had provided musical encouragement for Xia Nan also entered the room with the adventurers.
The mini lute on his back still vibrated with lingering notes.
Instead of joining the others in pursuit at the window, Alton went straight to the bedside.
He pulled a small glass vial of gray liquid from his pocket.
The potion filled only a fifth of the bottle, if not less.
