Conan now ran alongside the group, heading outside to meet up with everyone else. As they ran, they encountered some other slaves, helping them and taking them with them.
Upon exiting, everyone felt a mixture of fear and revulsion after seeing some corpses, both of the other slaves and of the guards who had prevented their escape.
"Gather all the other scattered groups and get together, quickly!" ordered Ghislaine, who had already begun to run toward the other groups of slaves.
"I must hurry, the other guards will be here soon," thought Conan as he ran toward a group that was separating from the others, calling out to them. When he reached the group, he shouted, "Hey, quick, gather together and don't separate so you won't be caught!" He pointed to some teenagers and children who had been captured and were being dragged away to keep them at a distance.
"I wish I could help them, but I don't have the strength after waking up," thought Conan, leading the others and bringing them to the main group that was forming with other gathered groups.
"There are several of us now, we all have to leave. We'll meet up with the others along the way," said Ghislaine as she ran ahead of the group with several other teenagers carrying weapons to defend themselves.
As they ran, they met several teenagers and children. Some were being surrounded by guards, so everyone with weapons had to help kill them. Conan did not kill or fight because he could barely keep up with the others, and he felt repulsed at the sight of a corpse, even vomiting, although after a few times he stopped, mainly because he had nothing left to vomit.
After a few minutes, the group grew in number, which made it easier to meet up with others or help them. When they reached the entrance to the "orphanage," they met up with Anna and the other slaves. As they began to leave, they realized that several people were waiting for them outside. In front of everyone was the woman who ran the entire farm.
"What's going on? Did you think it would be so easy to escape?" the woman asked arrogantly as she put her hand on the sword hanging from her waist.
"I knew this would happen. Even though reinforcements have arrived, we outnumber them and we have some magicians. At least some of us will manage to escape," thought Anna, who gestured with her hands and three teenagers stood behind her, these being the only magicians among all the slaves.
Seeing how the magicians were getting into battle position, the woman did the same with her group, gesturing and getting the other guards to stand guard behind her.
For a few seconds, neither group moved or made a sound, only the night wind and the sun, which was beginning to show itself on the horizon, illuminating all the people standing there.
As soon as the sun began to appear in the distance, everyone, slaves and slave owners alike, began to fight, killing and injuring each other.
"Damn, they caught us and now it will be harder to escape!" I thought, throwing myself at a man who was about to hit a boy who looked to be his age on the ground. I jumped and kicked the man, who was now on the ground, and someone else cut off his head.
Bending down and helping another frightened child to his feet, I said, "Go with the others," looking at the child and pointing to the others who were far from the fight.
I have to help the others. Even though I'm too tired to fight, I can at least take others away. I have to do that, at least. As I was thinking about getting up and continuing to help, I could see out of the corner of my eye a sharp object coming at me at full speed. Without thinking, I jumped back, dodging that object by just a few inches when I could see it.
"Wow, to think you dodged my attack at your age," said the woman, who was looking at her shiny sword, leaving a big impression on her.
It's her! It's the woman with the necklace. Even after remembering it many times, I still feel pain in my neck. I need to get away, fast! Anna said that someone had ruined her previous escape, and I think it was her. Taking distance, I was able to grab the daggers at my waist and quickly get into battle position.
"You can fight, huh," the woman said, surprised. "I thought you'd be tired after what they tried to do," she said, pointing her sword at Conan and keeping a safe distance from him.
"That's the problem, I can't fight. Someone please help me!" she shouted, drawing the attention of a few people around her.
When the woman was ready to attack, she could feel an attack coming from behind, moving to the side and dodging a fireball that was heading straight for her.
"Damn, I missed!" said one of the wizards, cursing himself for failing his attack. "Still, it was just a distraction," he said with a smile, stepping out of the way as Ghislaine lunged at him at full speed, sword in hand, determined to kill the woman.
She barely flinched and with a swift movement blocked Ghislaine's sword, sending it to the ground and leaving him vulnerable. Without giving him time to finish his attack, I lunged at them, moving quickly to make a slash that went straight for the woman's face.
Even though I missed, she moved away from Ghislaine, giving him time to stand up. "Ghislaine!" I shouted, watching him quickly get to his feet beside me.
"It was nothing, don't get excited," he said, preparing to launch another attack. "Just support me and don't lunge at her again or you'll end up dead," he corrected me, to which I nodded fervently before looking back at the woman who had been watching us.
"You're not a big force," she said arrogantly as she stood up straight, ready to continue fighting.
"Let's see if that's true!" shouted the wizard and another teenager at the same time, having thrown a swift stone bolt from behind while the other stood in front of and below her, throwing a strong punch at her stomach.
The woman stopped the bolt with her sword while kicking the one in front of her. Without wasting any time, Ghislaine lunged at her, making a superficial cut on her leg. "She cut her, I have to go now!" I said to myself as I ran and threw one of the daggers at the woman's head.
"You're persistent," said the woman, ducking and lunging at me, making a cut that was interrupted by another fireball that hit her arms squarely. Upon receiving the attack, she quickly moved away, looking at her arms with several severe burns.
"I take it back, both you and him are annoying," she said in a more serious tone, emitting all her bloodlust toward us.