"Sssss..."
The long tail with platinum-colored flesh scales swayed and rubbed against the ground, making a subtle sound.
A tall figure, covered entirely in a cloak, hunches over and lowers his head, hastily walking through the blood-scented streets.
Though it was a backup plan with an extremely low chance of execution, out of caution, Dodd had preemptively prepared an escape route for the worst-case scenario of his failure to advance. However, in order to reach the hidden port he had his men set up in advance, he still needed to cross a small residential area.
He was well aware that with the level of adventurers on the island, they couldn't possibly fail to guess that he was the culprit behind the Secret Realm ritual.
At this moment, he was likely already the enemy of all adventurers on the island. Being in a weakened state post-Secret Realm, his combat abilities were severely diminished.
