Chapter 15: Making Sacrifices
’At least 16 people.’
Mikhail assessed the dire situation with a calm expression.
As difficult and impossible the current scenario was, he didn’t feel any fear or nervousness coursing through him.
His body? Maybe. But his soul and mind? No.
Maybe it was the effect of the battles in his previous life.
In any case, the problem had turned out to be much bigger than expected.
There were at least 16 people in front of him around and behind the wormholes.
All of them were dressed in oversized black robes with golden runic patterns embroidered on them.
Their arms and faces were both covered so he couldn’t even see who was controlling the monster’s charge.
Much less their faces.
’It’s going to be impossible for me to handle them all at once if they are equal to my strength or a little less.’
The only slim hope he could see was if they were all Magus-ranked.