“The path is starting to get more narrow,” Miller said, dragging his gloved hands across the cavern walls. Just like he said, the path was getting narrower the deeper they went. Near the entrance, there had been enough space for ten young, well-built men to stand shoulder-to-shoulder. But now, there was only enough room for five. They couldn’t even guess how much narrower it would get further on.

“...How would you like us to line up?” Miller asked carefully.

Seo Jun-Ho didn’t even think before speaking, “I’ll stand at the vanguard.”

In a confined space like this, the most dangerous positions were the vanguard and the rearguard. However, the front line was more dangerous than the latter, so Seo Jun-Ho decided that he would take that.

“Players with ranged fighting styles should be in the middle and the back, and as for the rearguard…” He scanned the party, and his eyes settled on two people. “Elder Phantom Sword and One-Eyed Blood Spear. I’ll leave it to you two.”

“It would be my honor.”

“I understand...”

There was no one else better for this role than the people he had personally sparred with and judged as skilled.

“Don’t let your guard down no matter what.”

Once...