Chapitre 259: Nighttime Strike Part II

As the chaos unfolded, the tent flap rustled, and two figures stepped out, their authoritative presence cutting through the pandemonium.

"What in the world is happening out here?" demanded a stern voice, laced with authority. It was General Braun, the leader of the Blande forces.

"I can't see a damn thing! The lights went out, and the men are in a state of panic!" replied another officer, his voice tinged with frustration.

"Get the torches lit! We need to assess the situation immediately," ordered General Braun, his tone commanding and composed.

"There he is!" Alaric exclaimed, his eyes narrowing in on General Braun, who just exited his camp, unaware of the impending danger. The chaos around them provided the perfect cover for their clandestine operation.

Alaric's hand trembled slightly as he notched the arrow, its tip coated with a deadly poison.