"Who's that beside Xel'Shaar…"
One of the bandit stream hunters murmured to his companions, voice barely above a whisper.
"I-I don't know… some kind of special undead? One of Xel'Shaar's elite summons?"
Another stammered, panic twisting his tone.
They stared wide-eyed at the figure walking casually beside the Floor Boss, not realizing the situation had taken a sharp turn for the worse.
Adam didn't bother explaining. He barely even acknowledged their presence.
He looked straight at Kristoff and spoke flatly.
"Stop wasting time. Let's head to the exit."
Without another word, Adam turned and walked past the bandits like they were beneath notice.
Xel'Shaar followed in silence.
His armored footsteps making a subtle, metallic hum against the stone floor.
Kristoff blinked in disbelief, struggling to process what he was seeing.
Adam... Walking beside the Floor Boss...
It should've been impossible… but Kristoff had known Adam long enough to stop trying to understand him.
