"Canyue, we're here to save you," Sarje's voice rang out from the communicator.

I looked back and saw that beyond the encirclement, Sarje was leading a group of Wargods in an attack against the beasts around us. Sounds of battle filled the outer encirclement, attracting the attention of many beasts and alleviating the pressure on us.

It was rather comical that the laborers, Temo, and Dodo were standing far behind the attacking Wargods and bearing witness to the bloody battle.

"You! Why did you return? This is suicide!" I roared into the communicator.

"Nobody wants to retreat like this. They insisted on fighting together until the end. These Wargod soldiers are stubborn. I can't do anything about that," replied Sarje as he swung his blade while panting heavily.

"Even if the Wargods insisted on coming, why did you bring Temo and the others here? Didn't I tell you to protect them?" I said.

Sarje said unyieldingly, "The Wargods are not afraid of death. Do you think us Gandos are afraid of death?" 

I understood...