It was the blood that had spurted out before he could control the breathing.
His shoulder was being covered in blood.

It was not his own blood.

�Hey. Glenn Poeff. Don�t you dare pass out. I will kill you myself if you do.�
�Haaaaa� I get it, you damn punk.�

Glenn Poeff�s blood was wetting Bud�s back and shoulder.
Bud started to walk faster.

�Bud-nim!�

The Elves were motioning for Bud to move quickly.
None of them looked fine.

Bud and the others all looked like messes. They had desperate expressions on their faces as well.
They continued to walk.

Their enemy, a monster, was chasing behind them.

Bud took a deep breath and quickly started to walk.
He thought about a single person.

��Cale Henituse.�

�Hurry up and get here you punk!�

However, Bud could not say that out loud.
He said something else instead.

��Don�t come. Please.�

�Don�t come. There�s a monster here. No, there are monsters here.�

Running away.
Bud was used to running away, but he hated running away.

��Huff. Huuuff. Huff.�

Bud was burning up inside as he heard the Elf next to him breathing heavily.
It was unbelievable that an Elf who was used to being on a mountain could be tired like this, but the Elf next to him had no choice but to be tired.

��He used too much of his Elemental�s powers.�

The group that Bud was currently leading� And the other group that Elf Sorros was leading on the opposite side�
The Elf next to him had used his Elemental to maintain contact between the two groups.

�Huff, huff. Bud-nim.� JrNovels.com