Beneath the mid-morn skies, a small yet terrifying force of humans advanced through a maze-like canyon teeming with horrifying monsters and beasts.
The escort force had been silent in the past few days, and why wouldn't they be when they just lost all their hard-earned loot to a young man?
All they would obtain from this dangerous trip was the mission rewards.
To make things worse, fifty percent of whatever they harvested after the disastrous night would still go to Hal, and this was already due to Headmistress Isolde being nice to them.
They had no one to blame but themselves, though.
Clive and the other young A-rankers kept on provoking the Chaos Magna Prospect, only to be taught a lesson.
Like Finn, Clive suddenly trembled, and the damage done to a human by [Winter's Grasp] was enough for Hal to finish off the thunder-element user.
This was when Raiz and the other S-rankers noticed the strange phenomenon.
Unfortunately, it was already too late for them. The match was lost.
