Ten Bonds in total, ready to capture the traitor, no matter what it took.
And in front of them, Fraza's three Bonds stood tall, not willing to back down even in front of the clear number disadvantage.
That was Stonefang bravery, being shown by a Stonefang traitor.
The house felt like it would explode.
Sure, in the Heights, the houses were big, especially since the land was ample, but even these houses weren't big enough to hold a battle between thirteen beasts and five strong Stonefangs with large builds.
Fraza's eyes widened again; unlike his Bonds, who seemed prepared, he seemed… a little shaken.
"Too many…"
He whispered in the Stonefang tongue.
The patrol leader stepped forward, looking at him with a solemn look.
"You run, you die,
You fight, you still die.
Better stop."
He declared as if Fraza's defeat was inevitable, but Fraza—
"I not stop!"
He did not give in. Instead, he pounced forward, trying to find a way out as soon as possible.
