Commander Lance had encountered the many adventurers running back to the city but had no plans of stopping them.
The knight, however, he stopped. It was evident from the Knight's expression that things were bad.
"I'm the only reinforcement you'll be getting." Commander Lance said to the exhausted knight. "But there is something else you can do…"
"Yes, commander."
Once the commander gave his instructions and watched as the knight rode away, he turned his attention back to his destination.
'The demon should be out soon.' Lance thought, executing his speed spell once more. 'But… will I be enough?'
Lance didn't want to admit it, but if Grid lost to the demon, chances were he would fare any better, especially when he was going in alone.
'No, I shouldn't think that way. A lot of factors go into what decides a battle's final outcome.'
As Lance got closer and closer to the dungeon, the atmosphere suddenly changed, growing heavy with the presence of the demon.
