Chapter 143: Stealthy, like a shadow.

The silence of Strax and his presence were imperceptible. He was merely a remnant of something that wasn't really there, like the shadow of a tree that simply lingered, observing what was happening.

"Let's go! Protect the lady! Don't let them get close to her!" shouted one of the knights fighting against the bandits. Their armor was not like the knights of Vorah; on the contrary, it was more ragged. However, the helmets they wore indicated they were a protective force, perhaps mercenaries hired for the job. They were people Strax had never seen in his life, so it was normal for him not to know what they were up to. What caught his attention was the main carriage of the convoy, which was far more luxurious than the others.