"All right, no need to hide anymore, my brothers. Come out…"
Hundreds of armed men suddenly emerged from behind the trees on the right.
They were dressed in black, resembling ninjas from the Eastern continent.
Elina frowned when she saw them.
"Bandits?"
Freya and Evalyn were also confused. There were quite a few of them—over a thousand in total.
But their army numbered thirty thousand.
How dare those bandits show themselves?
"What's the meaning of this?" Elina asked coldly. "Are you planning to use those people to defeat us?"
The man chuckled.
"If so, will you back down?"
Hearing the mockery in his voice, Elina snorted coldly.
"I don't know what you mean, but since you're asking for death, I'll give it to you."
She raised her right hand and shouted, "Archers, raise your bows!"
The archers raised their bows and drew their arrows.
The man didn't look scared at all. He stayed as calm as ever.
He clapped his hands again, and the bandits raised their weapons.
