Firstly, Glenn and Dustin were cousins.

Secondly, encountering a worthy opponent was rare, and Glenn didn't wish for Dustin to be disheartened.

After all, the solitary pursuit of victory was too monotonous.

"Logan, you'll have to walk the rest of the way yourself. We'll meet again someday," Glenn said before swiftly vanishing from sight.

The Sword Union's mission was to kill Dustin, but Glenn defied the order and provided assistance. He was well aware of the inevitable consequences awaiting him at the sect.

His explanation was concise: anyone who dared to challenge him could do so, and the sword in his hand would provide the answer.

"Sir, how's your injury?" Abigail asked with concern.

"I'm fine." Dustin shook his head, surveying the battlefield littered with corpses. He said, "This place is not suitable for a prolonged stay. Let's head back."

Though Alaric was dead, the Dragon Guard was not entirely wiped out. In case skilled warriors arrived, Dustin, in his current state