CHAPTER 387: FALL OF AN ALPHA? [5]

Zeke hadn’t thought that with just the two of them alone, they could win, which was proven correct. And this was especially so with how inexperienced Lillian was when fighting alongside someone.

Zeke hadn’t known Lillian for very long; in fact, he barely knew her at all. But with his experience, he already knew the girl hadn’t learn to fight alongside others.

"The type of person to try and do everything by themselves..." Zeke muttered quietly.

Shaking his head, he adjusted his military cap and tie.

Since Viesta’s appearance, Lillian’s ability to work with others skyrocketed.

"Talent... That girl truly is talented, how envious." Zeke gave a deprecating smile and remembered the volume of the girl’s mana.

Who wouldn’t be envious of having such potential? If he had that kind of potential and if he hadn’t lost his eye, he wouldn’t have been kicked out of his party.

"They should win... As long as nothing happens..." Kicking a rock, he stumbled over the spatial mages and checked up on their condition.

Zeke watched as they sat around, tired.

He then glanced at a wooden crate lying beside them and found it empty.

Zeke raised an eyebrow and swept his gaze around them, finding other similar crates lying around, emptied as well.

Looking down at an empty glass bottle with a drip of blue liquid inside, he widened his eyes slightly before asking in an incredulous voice:

"Have you all... Run out of mana potions already?"

Zeke flipped up his eyepatch and scanned the spatial mages’ mana levels and found them nearly tapped dry. One of these mages looked at him with a tired expression.

"We have... I don’t think we’ll be of much use any time soon..."

"Excuse me?" Zeke pointed towards the entrance of the mine, "We still have people in there, fighting!"

He looked around, hoping to find the person in charge of delivering the potions, but felt something tug at his sleeve.

Looking down, he found that one of the mages shook their head before muttering:

"Even storage has run out of them... There’s only health potions in there." The mage then went silent before adding, "There had been a lot of people here today, sir."

Zeke’s face darkened at the mage’s words.

If these spatial mages didn’t get their supply of mana potions, how could they save the three ladies inside from possible danger?

As Zeke’s stress level increased, he heard a cheer behind him. Looking back, he found the crowd still watching the live footage of the battle with the Alpha.

He breathed a sigh and released all the stress he had momentarily built up into the air. He shouldn’t worry too much; if things go as they seem, the three of them should win...

...

It was what he had hoped.

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

The workers who were in charge of the station became panicked as the bulbs meticulously attached to the control panels began flashing red in quick succession.

The black arrows of the dials slowly rose to a dangerous and unstable degree.

As each one of the staff pulled out their notebooks, the crowd of people watching began to worry slightly as they found the drone that was transmitting the live footage began to wobble slightly.

Zeke, forcefully pushing his way towards the front, looked down at the readings before glancing towards the screen and widening his eyes.

The inside of the nursery was in shambles.

Deep claw marks etched into the walls, with large chunks broken off. Several craters dented into the ground with a smear of crimson blood.

The cause?

It was the Alpha, no doubt.

But something was off about it.

The Alpha’s body, although riddled with deep scars in its armour, which appeared to have been severely deteriorated, was wrapped in a strange aura...

Zeke knew, for a fact, the drone wasn’t capable of seeing the monster’s Predatory Aura, and this substance wasn’t big enough to represent it.

Feeling a hand rapidly pat his shoulder, he looked down and found a staff pointing down at a notebook.

Zeke then heard the man slowly mutter with a stuttering fear:

"C-captain...! T-the Alpha... I-it is bordering Rank-C..."

"..."

Zeke’s eyes shook. He flashed his hand forward and gripped the staff’s shoulder with a fearful expression, "Are you... absolutely sure of your research...? No doubt in your mind?"

Seeing a look of unbreakable confidence and fear in the staff’s eyes, he quickly looked back at the screen and found the Alpha’s movements to be even quicker compared to before.

But not only that...

"... Where’s the girl with the white hair?" Zeke pointed at the screen and looked around at the surrounding people for answers. "Why is there only two fighting now!?"

Currently displayed on the screen were Viesta and Millis, who were struggling to even keep up. And if it wasn’t for Millis’s swiftness in pulling Viesta out of the way, they would’ve been done for.

Zeke gently pulled the person in charge of the drone out of their seat and took command.

After quickly learning how to work the controls, he turned the drone and looked around. Fortunately, with the light from Millis’s torchplants and the drone’s night vision, he managed to find out about Lillian’s whereabouts.

Fortunately, the light emitted by the Millis’s torchplants and the drone’s night-vision allowed for further inspection of the situation.

And that was when he widened his eyes at what he saw...

Pummeled deep into the wall of the nursery, Lillian laid with a bloodied body as her back slumped against the deep crater she was in.

And...

She seemed to be unconscious...

Then, a split second later, Millis flashed past the drone as a dark blur chased after her.

CRASH!

Which... Took out the drone in the process.

The surrounding people who watched this happen couldn’t help but gape at what they saw—their previous amazement gone and replaced with a much darker feeling...

...

As Zeke tried to process what he just saw, a familiar and hateful person made himself known.