The entire hall was completely silent, more than fifty young men and women lay over the floor, their limbs twisted.
And even with the help of the best healing potions, they wouldn't be able to heal anytime soon.
The one in the worst condition was Max's son, the only one who was at the general rank.
Overconfident in his ability, he was directly aiming to kill Vritra with one of his strongest attacks.
Believing his father was the strongest among all of Gunter's cousins, and only a little younger than him, he thought he would be able to handle the situation.
But before he knew it, most of the bones in his body were shattered. If he wasn't rushed to treatment, then he really might die.
"This is insane!!" the parents of all of them exploded in rage, Max seeming the angriest, sensing his son's weak state.
Yet he didn't dare to jump into the fighting area simply because Gunter was standing there.
