When Ethan stepped out of the Deadlock Dimension, the remaining Stage SS birds were already gone, and the powerhouses of the major races were chasing the Outland Beasts down like hounds on a hunt.
"…Why'd they run?" Ethan blurted, genuinely dumbfounded.
By his logic, after losing three companions, those Stage SS birds should've gone berserk and started a massacre.
And in that chaos, he could've fished in muddy waters and picked off a few more. Even if he couldn't wipe them all out, he should've been able to kill at least half.
Instead, those birds had tucked tail and bolted.
"So damn wasteful." Ethan let out a long sigh.
Those were Stage SS crystal cores—one after another. And he'd only managed to snag three before it was over.
What a loss.
"Boss…" Chris and the others came up beside him.
"Should we follow them and help chase down the Outland Beasts?"
