"Are those bats Ordinary Beasts or Primordial Beasts?" Jack asked.
"The smallest one I saw was about four meters long," Paul replied.
"Damn, then they must all be Primordial Beasts. How big was the largest?"
"About eight meters long, and there were quite a few of them."
"They're at Tier 8. We can't fight them."
"Young master, why don't we just report this to the clan?" Paul suggested.
"Idiot! If the clan finds out, will they still give it to us? Of course not—it'll be handed to that little slut, Grace," Jack snapped irritably.
Paul fell silent, scratching his head, as if wondering what solution remained.
But before Jack could say anything further, Richard, who had been watching the four of them, unleashed a Mind Attack on three of them—everyone except Paul.
With his mastery still only at 3%, he could only attack three targets.
In an instant, their eyes bulged before turning vacant.
