337 Master, You’re Too Kind For A Necromancer

The pace of the march had increased, which allowed the townspeople of Bradford to have a three hour lead ahead of their pursuers.

Unfortunately, they still needed to travel fifteen more hours to reach their destination. No matter how Lux and Boris looked at it, the monsters would be upon them before they even arrived anywhere near the Town of Aeston.

Lux had already informed Boris of the worst case scenario, making the Guildmaster sigh.

"It is now clear that there is someone controlling the Monsters' actions," Boris said. "Now, we have two choices. Tell everyone of the approaching danger, and have those with the capacity to escape to run for their lives, or we tell everyone, and work together in order to find a solution to this problem."

Lux gazed straight into Boris' eyes and shared his opinion.