Nelson’s lips curved into a bitter smile as he spoke. It was as if he was mocking himself as well as the people who had discussed it back then.
"I had thought that as long as he didn't provoke them, and as long as he tried to stay out of their way, we wouldn't be in any danger. No one would've ever expected that they'd suddenly stop advancing when they noticed us, and rush right at us instead.
"The five of us fled the moment we realized something was wrong. However, we were too slow, and they eventually caught onto us. Not even bothering to listen to us, about our identity or where we're from, the first thing they did was attack us with their weapons!"
Nelson's whole body trembled, his eyes growing bloodshot as flashbacks of what had happened ran through his mind. He felt completely broken.
He gulped and continued, "How could we have stood up against them? I looked on as my fellow disciple fell right before me. At that moment, all I could think of was fleeing!
"Thankfully, the elder gave me an offensive talisman before we left. The attack from the item was incredibly strong after it was activated, and it blew a hole in the group. I...took that opportunity to escape."
The tears that pooled in Nelson's eyes finally fell at that moment, and they dripped onto his clothes.
Everyone exchanged looks, noticing how grave the issue was.
It was just like they had anticipated, but it also meant that the situation was already at its worst.
Isaiah painfully said, "So you're the only one who survived?"
In truth, Isaiah had merely been lamenting the situation. With what had happened, Nelson would have been the only survivor, yet...
Nelson's expression suddenly changed when Isaiah questioned him, as if there was another twist.
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