Close Shield (1)

“Will we be alright?” Mio trudged behind Ryuzaki closely, his face hardened.

The fight was ultimately different than what he used to believe. The Werebear wasn’t inferior to any other race. Their durable and massive bodies always came in handy. They had the most confidence and faith in this battle.

They were prepared to win this battle. Their minds had already set. They believed in their strength, fist, and body.

It was entirely a different story when he faced the werewolf, though.

It wasn’t as pretty as they thought it would be. Not only that, they faced a suicide team with diversity. Not only do they have to face werewolves, but also talented knights, swordmasters, all of the shapes of monsters, goblins and many other races completed the team.

It’s hard to fight a team that isn't afraid of death.

“We will be alright.”

Despite saying that, Ryuzaki felt uneasy. This war was not just for humans. It had already gone beyond that level.

He then turned his head around him. The lined-up