Out of the twenty men that Sena had taken under her control, only half managed to reach the top. It was terrible news, after all, with how the last fight went. If this one was stronger than the last, it was going to be a hard time because of the environment they were in.
He was fighting an owl in a place that had no limitation to the sky. 'How fun...'
However, not all hope was lost, as one of the men was an archer, which was great news, not because he could help that much in the fight, but rather because he could exploit all the arrows he had.
Did it mean that he might run out and probably die? 'Yeah...' Did he care?... 'Not really, I mean, he doesn't even have will of his own anymore, in my eyes, at least; death is better than being controlled all your life to do things you never wish to do.'
