"Quick, quick, quick! Faster! Time waits for no one!"
Sorlin was at the bow, using the sheathed Orcrist to clear the wreckage of ships blocking the waterway, or the floating corpses of beastmen and humans, to make way for the boat.
Lann was walking on the pathway beside the waterway.
His movements were swift, able to keep up with the speed of the dwarves rowing the boat even while walking.
Occasionally, a few beastmen would rush out from the alley by the town's path, but they were quickly killed by Lann, as effortlessly as pulling a leaf off a blade of grass during a stroll.
Rong Buqiu danced lightly across the rooftops on the other side of the waterway, clearing out beastmen archers trying to take shooting positions from above.
"To the right."
Lann guided the dwarves, directing the boat into the correct waterway. He leapt up in a half-crouch, vaulting over the heads of the dwarves, and across the entire waterway, landing on the right side to continue leading.
