The baron stood outside the house, watching carefully and waiting to see what would happen. He was certain that a hundred would be enough to at least stop four people.
But nothing could have prepared his mind for what happened next. A large root tore through the roof of the house, and on it were the four people that he wanted dead.
He locked eyes with Aric for a brief moment before the root started moving through the ground and heading out of the compound.
The militants started attacking the base of the root, wanting to cut it down, but the root was far too thick for them to cut through.
"Hey Baron Fredrick, this means we are officially at war, right?" Aric yelled out his question with a smile as they moved.
He wanted to come to this place in order to get materials for his village. He didn't want to depend on the system for everything, but now all that had changed because the baron had to be greedy and double-cross him.
