Chapitre 92: Chapter 51: Crisis (2)

Noyar stood upright straight, leaving Pitt’s unconscious body at the side where it wouldn’t get people’s notice outright.

“Get ready, we’ll move in a moment,” saying that to the guards inside, she crept away. There should be about half a dozen or more who she needed to put down, but she was not sure how many of that number were inside the cottage. Well, she would find out soon.

“We’re under attack,” she shouted in that gruff voice, weapon ready in her hand. “Everyone, get ready. We’re under attack.”

“Hey, Doug,” a voice came from just the face of the cottage, “what nonsense you’re spouting?”

“It's true,” she said, running towards him in desperate nature. There was one guard standing against the wooden wall. “Where’s the other? We need to be ready, Pitt, he’s . . .”

“Pitt?” the guard asked, voice a bit alert now. “What happened to him?”

“Come with me.”