Aren turned around, looking in the distance, where the awakened would be coming from.
The first group arrived, a party of five together, all of them standing tall with swords in their hands. The leader of this party was a tall dude with flowing black hair. He had on a full black armor set and a crimson blade. His eyes were as dark as the abyss.
He looked right at Aren. Their system pinpointed him, so they knew one of them here was the one with the map.
"Which of you has the map?" the leader barked. "Hand it over, and this won't get messy," he said threateningly as he clenched his crimson sword tighter.
But Aren's expression remained blank, just like the rest of the group behind him.
Aren took one step forward. Then another. Then he started walking toward them.
"Hey, stand back!" the leader roared.
Aren didn't pause.
The leader's face twisted with anger. "You want to be stubborn, huh? Then blame yourself for what happens next." He gave a sharp nod.
