"What did you say?" Garron asked in a deep voice. "You are telling us we are surrounded?"
His piercing gaze stared directly into the scout's eyes as if trying to bore deep into his soul.
The scout trembled, and his heart pounded heavily against his chest. Everyone knew Garron, their guild master, was a bloodthirsty individual.
For any small mistake, he would give the highest punishment. Many feared him and did not want to appear in his presence.
Many had been sent to dangerous missions because they offended their guild master.
Even at that, many did not hesitate to join the Silver Crest Guild. As one of the strongest forces in the Crimson Dunes, lone awakeners had no choice but to join them.
On the first floor, many were not compelled to join guilds since they could hunt beasts and level up personally. But since the second floor needed each individual to complete a trial to ascend, everything changed.
