Chapter 25 -25-Marching Out Personally
The remaining team members ran non-stop, barely taking any breaks along the way, only by doing so could they forget the beautiful figure in their minds.
Any pause would involuntarily bring back the memories of her charming smiles and enticing figure, as if she was still by their side, with her scent still lingering in their noses.
The duo ran like crazy, managing to shrink a day's journey into three hours.
By the time they arrived at the Minotaur camp, they were basically exhausted, covered in cold sweat.
The Minotaur Dark Lord also received the news and came over.
Seeing their condition, a sense of foreboding immediately flashed across his mind.
"What happened? What's going on?"
The priest wanted to say something, but then started convulsing, his mouth full of froth.
The Shaman in the camp quickly stepped forward, tried several emergency treatments, but to no avail.
He shook his head at the Minotaur Dark Lord.
The Minotaur Dark Lord's face instantly darkened.