Transmigrated As An Adventuring Prince?![DISCONTINUED]

Heal Them First

As promised! A chapter after 2 days! Ding-a-ring! I'll be back in 2 weeks! Better add up those 5 chapter fast or only dust is left!

《 A.N complete 》

Damian Witford's Point Of View  

The air around us was filled with worry and devastation, centered between Tristan and Spade to be clear. It was nighttime at the moment, the guild was thankfully still open therefore we decided to stay there.

Wynn, Neptune, Draven and Nathaira are being treated by the guild's healers, down the hall we were avoiding. It didn't matter how hard we tried to not glance at it, our worries overcame us.

Fortunately, Anastasia managed to send a distress signal. We were lucky to be there in time, Neptune had the most severe injuries. There were many Nightmare Crawler corpses, it was shocking to find the queen amongst her pack members.

It was more shocking to find Wynn barely standing near her corpse.

I had just finished healing the last of my group, Anastasia's brother Alanxader was collecting the Nightmare Crawler's drop. As I was about to check on them, a loud ringing sound blared.

The sound shocked us as I hurriedly pulled out the item. I looked at Spade, sharing the same look of confusion and worry. "Stop everything! Luca's leader had sent us a distress signal!", the said party tensed before hurriedly running.

The item was a simple mana stone the is used to send distress signals to others. It has another function as well, it would light up and a trail would lead us to the source. I had these abnormal visions lately, mainly revolving around Wynn.

'I had known this was to happen! I shouldn't have let him separate from my side!!'

The previously dim light of the mana stone had brightened significantly, some of the group members feeling a sense of nausea. The air feels heavy as well, similar to a high grade wind magic.

"Ouch..! Ugh.. What a great amount of mana.. What released it..?". I helped Layla up, her words voicing my thoughts. "Whitford, Layla, are you alright? You two are more exposed to the atmosphere due to being mages..", I offered a strained smile to the archer.

The more we ventured in, the heavier the air felt. Some had fallen unconscious to the pressure, so only Aqilles, Alanxader, Tristan and I continued while the others would return to the guild.

I had cast a mana protection spell on us, decreasing the effect the atmosphere had around us. However the effect hadn't helped as much as we came in sight. I  gasped audibly, eyes widened in shock at what saw.

Laurier was cradled between an unconscious Draven and Nagarjun, his arms bleeding like waterfalls. Draven had his clothes torn, dark marks littering his backside and upper arm. Nagarjun however was left unscathed but if looked closely her head was bleeding while her usually covered legs had deep slash marks.

Spade went running towards them, while I searched for Wynn and Anastasia with Alanxader, Tristan had stayed with Spade just in case something jumped at him, per my request.

A bit further from them I could hear subtle whimpering and gasps, along with the distinct sound of labored breathing. I inserted a flame magic capsule into a slot, the section lighting up in a dim red glow. Alanxader grabbed his whip and carefully swung the blade point to gather momentum.

What came into our view was a giant Nightmare Crawler, whimpering as many wispy spears were stabbed into it. Looking at their head, our eyes widened we spotted the appendages grown on their head.