The main office of the Everlight Moon Guild.
Inside Varnos's office, the void suddenly tore open and two men emerged one after the other, falling onto the floor.
Their bodies were soaked in blood, their clothes torn to shreds, their hair disheveled. Pain wasn't visible on their faces, but their bodies were covered in deep wounds.
It was clear they were in terrible condition. For some reason, their healing power, which should have been among the best, was barely working, to the point that it seemed no stronger than a Rank B's recovery ability.
"Those cowardly bastards used such a dirty trick," Varnos said with endless anger and fury.
He knew how cowardly and incompetent the Goblin Guild bastards were, but he never expected them to be this spineless, that they would rely on an unknown poison just to defeat them.
"No matter what, this is their victory for now. We need to get this poison out of our bodies as soon as possible," Daniel sighed.
