The people who emerged from the fog wore masks that hid their faces, but each had the Hall of Gods emblem on their bodies. Among them was a small group led by Dustin.

After sensing a battle nearby, Dustin had deliberately left his team behind to investigate alone. He hadn't expected another group to lead them out of the fog formation.

"What's going on? Why are there so many bodies scattered around?"

"Looks like they ran into a strong enemy. Stay sharp, everyone!"

The sight of scattered corpses put everyone on edge. Their eyes darted between Dustin and Aven.

"Dustin, what are you doing here alone?" The leader of the group recognized him immediately.

The Hall of Gods had recruited several teams, each marked by different colored masks, with team leaders wearing a distinctive emblem.

"Hank?" Dustin narrowed his eyes as he recognized the voice.

"What happened here?" Hank asked tentatively.

"I don't know. I just stepped out of the fog formation." Dustin shook his head.

"Really?"