Sands blurred under the blazing morning sun. A caravan composed of a dozen armored mercenaries mounted on war horses was escorting a Merchant Mammoth, alert for any gankers waiting to attack them.
"Are you sure it'll be safe for us to pass here?" said the merchant riding on the Merchant Mammoth.
"No... but we will keep you safe," FireSnapper looked up and smiled at the Merchant.
"Don't worry, any sane person will not attack us here in Warring Kingdom after seeing that Alliance Flag," Then he pointed towards the Snake Infinity symbol biting its tail.
Whizz...
An arrow struck the eye of one of the mounted players, making him dismount and half roll to the ground, screaming in agony before he could pull out the arrow.
"AMBUSH! PROTECT THE MERCHANT!" FireSnapper commanded.
The Merchant Mammoth stampeded its way forward, while three mercenaries stopped and waited for the one that got hit by an arrow to use a potion, and mount before following the caravan.
