The Orc scrunched his boar-like face, grunting, but he remained silent.
The demon variant watched with a distant look in his eyes before glancing at the four elf variant girls. "You lot are surprisingly silent. What? Cat got your tongue?"
Contrary to the expectations that the girls would lash back, considering their fiery nature, they remained silent, only glancing up absentmindedly before looking down again.
"Ho?" The demon variant chuckled, about to say a few more goading words, but the next person that spoke made him pause.
"We're being sidetracked here," Elara said, walking forward from behind Riel. "The strength of the team ahead has already been established. We have all seen it with our own eyes," she looked at each of them pointedly, "each second we waste here is being used to the fullest by them—"
"Even if we catch up to them, what do you expect us to do…? Fight them?" One of the elf variant girls suddenly spoke up softly.
Everyone was silent.
