The clearers were on a retreat, but the gap between the clearers and the warchief is closening, due to his higher overall stats as compared to the clearers. It is clear that they will get caught up before they reached the safezone.

[b]Akemi[/b]
[color=#A9A9A9]"Shit..."[/color] Akemi cursed as she turned her head for a moment to see what's going on behind. She knows that a Warchief is stronger than the previous 5 opponents combined, challenging him without full HP nor sufficient potions is nothing beyond a suicidal move. [color=#A9A9A9][i]At this rate, we're not going to make it...[/i][/color]

[color=#A9A9A9]"I will slow him down, you all just keep on running and don't look back,"[/color] Akemi equipped her spear, turning to face the Warchief Ares with her weapon shining red. 

[color=#A9A9A9]"Don't worry brother, I will come back alive, I promise. Take care of my fellow guildmates for me."[/color] Akemi charged towards the Warchief, breaking out her usual confident smile as she left the clearers. She felt no regrets for this, the only thing she felt unfair is that she had reunited with her brother, who she had seen him going from a wheelchair-bound loner to an upstanding brother, in a Floor like this. 


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[h2][b][color=6ecff6]Isamu "The Solo Player"[/color][/b][/h2]
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[color=6ecff6]"I hope you're kidding here, really..."[/color] Isamu kept himself together by giving a sarcastic reply. He knew that this decision was the best course of action to make in a scenario like this, and prevents the whole party dying. His sister has the highest HP of all, so with her as the decoy, they would have the highest chance of survival. He can't do anything, his HP was too low that he doubt he could outlast more than several attacks. But still, his whole year of getting stronger to protect her sis, staining his own hands to survive here, all this, rendered nothing in a mere instant.

[color=6ecff6][i]To think that there are some people who broke down at the First Floor itself...[/i][/color] Now to think about it, he found it rather amusing. But here in this unforgiving Floor, one would lose their lives at the moment their composure starts swaying away. He forced himself not to look back, not to gaze at his blood-related kin slipping away from behind him. 

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[h2][color=c4df9b]Athel[/color][/h2]
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Athel wasn't surprised at something like this happening. She had seen this over and over, but something more of the concern to her is that, they will be reaching the Watchtower soon enough. With that, their escape route is secured.