"Move your damn hands, let's get out of here!"
The demons had different concerns from them. This was hundreds of undead skeletons, and mutated ones at that. With only a few dozen people, they couldn't possibly take them on! Unless you had a screw loose, there was no way you'd choose to fight head-on...
The main worry was the Dragon Head Coffin. If these mutated skeletons damaged the coffin, it would all be for naught, wouldn't it?
At this critical moment, the demon didn't have time to think; he hoisted the coffin and ran away. As long as they could escape this encirclement of undead skeletons, there was nothing to worry about!
None of his subordinates dared to defy his orders, and they had to abandon these mutant skeletons in front of them and flee to the periphery.
...
"Damn, this kid's speed has increased so much, there's no catching up!"
