Bab 32: End Of Battle

One step forth, another step forth. 

Underneath the pale bluish light, the many Clovis warriors finally met up.

Torr, Fabian, the other leaders, and their teams were all here.

After several peeks, Torr whistled into the silent night. 

And instantly, the group stormed in with their hands flaring behind their backs, and their bodies lowered in a streamlined manner. 

The few controlling guards at the innermost front if the value turned pale.

What?!!

"Intruders! Intruders!"

The warning echoed, with some guards running away to sing the alarm across the village.

"Intru--..."

A dagger stabbed at the back of his neck. 

Everyone started at Fabian, inwardly impressed by his excellent line of sight. 

F***! 

Many of them couldn't take down an event from the neck at that far distance.

So strong.

Fabian killed the loudmouth with no hesitation. But there were still many that escaped their grasp.