Liam had a bitter taste in his mouth as the minion who had encountered the elven squad was a werewolf minion, one that had been with him for a long time.
However, he couldn't afford to get emotional here when there were a lot of people counting on him. The werewolf howled at the other end almost as if it could feel what was coming.
The next second, without any hesitation, Liam took a deep breath and sacrificed the minion, his figure appearing in front of the elven squad instead of the werewolf.
The abrupt translocation was accompanied by a brief but intense disorientation, a side-effect of the skill he had used. But within a split-second, he was fully aware of his surroundings.
Liam stared at the group of dark elves who were casually resting.
The dark elves looked back at him in confusion. Where there was previously a weak monster, now a human being was standing. They couldn't understand what just happened.
