"Ah…that…isn't a good banner, is it?" Daru muttered upon spotting the white flag that the small abomination army was using.
It looked like they were surrendering as they charged.
He couldn't help but chuckle slightly, amused at the thought.
In the next moment, he shifted his focus back to the Accursed Soulcatchers to see what they would do.
Rushing at them was a lot of Lost Damnedlings.
'Should I take this chance to escape?' Daru pondered.
If he was going to flee, then he might as well do it now, while the armored wraiths were distracted.
Only…
'But I don't want to, though…'
How could he not be curious at the sight of an army of Damnedlings?
He had definitely never seen one before, and he wanted to see how seventy of the abominations would fare against four elites who were strong enough to capture them by the neck in a duel.
After all, catching someone was definitely far more difficult than simply killing them.
