The bandits had started the night as robbers. Now, they had become unwilling spectators.
But strength spoke louder than pride. With opponents like these, they could only wait.
Zora paid no attention to Rudolph's pleas. The sword tip pressed in deeper.
Gaaah!!!
"Save me!" Rudolph screamed hoarsely, his voice breaking into sobs.
His remaining guards finally noticed the danger. Their expressions changed completely.
Their mission was to protect Rudolph. If he died, they would have no way to survive afterward.
Driven into desperation, the guards erupted in fury. No longer holding back with fists and kicks, they began fighting with their lives on the line.
Clang! Clang!
The sharp sounds of metal colliding rang through the canyon. The sudden ferocity of the guards caught the bandits off guard.
Yet instead of retreating, the bloodshed only ignited the bandits' savagery.
They had lived by robbery for years. Blood on their hands was nothing new.
