Erendil arched her back and slid toward the front of the broomstick. Leaping lightly, I landed gracefully behind her and wrapped my hands around her waist. Now that I had situated myself, she pivoted the broom and pointed it toward the dragon.0

“Erendil, wait. Before we face the dragon, let’s head to the left wall.”0

“Huh? The left wall? Why there?” 0

“There’s something I need to take care of first.”0

“Hmm. Alright, fine.”0

She nodded, then adjusted the broom’s direction once more. I wanted to head to the left wall to hand the commander’s microphone to Ha Hee-Jeong. This was a specific countermeasure we had mutually agreed upon in the waiting room. 0

Regardless of the circumstances, our allies would benefit more if I took on the role of a frontline combatant rather than staying as the commander.1

I won’t be able to grasp the battlefield’s overall situation when I am caught up in the heat of battle.0

Moreover, it made more sense for someone like Ha Hee-Jeong, who had ascended to the ninety-first floor, to assume command.0

“Wyverns to the right! You’ll handle them, right?” 0

The broom surged in a direct line with such speed that it was clear we wouldn’t be able to dodge at a moment’s notice, an irresistible lure for the wyverns prowling above. Their eyes fixed on us, staring at us hungrily as if they had spotted easy prey. 0

Fierce skirmishes between the Subrens and wyverns filled the sky around us, the crowdedness only worsened by the pack of wyverns that had peeled...0