Chapter 77
Within thirty minutes of arriving, the new hunters had finished clearing the hordes of ogres by themselves without losing a single person.
Not bad for a bunch of B-ranked hunters and one C-ranked hunter, though. The dead bodies of the ogres lay sprawled across the wide expanse where the battle had just taken place, their blood soaking into the ground and filling the air with the heavy stench of iron.
The portal had long since closed ever since the beasts had walked out, and now the young hunters could be seen huffing and panting with a few bruises across their bodies.
Max's face was bruised and bleeding slightly, a thin trail of crimson sliding down his cheek. Jasmine held her side in pain, her hunter uniform already darkened with blood that leaked stubbornly through the fabric.
