“Doppy… where’s Comet?”0

“Kriee! Comet! Warlord took!”0

“The Great Warlord of Terror took him?”0

“Kriee! Yes!”0

“Wasn’t Comet able to defend himself?”0

Doppy’s words didn’t immediately make sense to me. Though I hadn’t seen Comet’s abilities firsthand, he was a Great Warrior, an apostle of a goddess. Even if he couldn’t fully harness the goddess’s power, he should have lasted more than ten minutes.0

Is the Stagnant Terror’s illusion that deadly?0

The warlord's remark from earlier flashed through my mind.0

“Those who wield the power of wind falter before fear.”0

“Kriee! Human! Suddenly stopped moving! Then enemy struck!”0

I guessed the order’s powers stacked poorly against the heretics’. Yet, something still felt off.0

Why didn’t he just kill Comet? Why take him?0

From the enemy's perspective, Comet was a high-ranking cultist warrior. Capturing him alive would create unnecessary risks, and killing him outright would be much simpler.0

So, if they took him, then…0

Are they planning to use Comet as a sacrifice?0

I felt a jolt of urgency, realizing there was no time to waste. I had to rescue Comet immediately.0

It had only been ten minutes. Even though the Warlord’s stump had been healed by divine magic, he wouldn’t have been able to go far. Since I had thirty-six hours remaining until the end of the floor, there was still a chance to catch up.0

After hastily sending...0