Bab 119: Monke and Battle Royales (30)

"Lupu." I muttered her name under my breath as I gripped my staff tight, before loosening and returning back to my post. "Well, I guess we were just faster."

"True that." She snorted, and from behind the bushes came her entire entourage, numbering more than two dozen. I looked at the group with an indifferent gaze, my physical exterior not showing any sign of intimidation.

Inside my mind, I was a bit at a loss at the numbers of their group. 'I'm pretty sure they can wipe out our group, but they would also suffer casualties, so they're not making any hasty moves.'

"Well, if you won't mind us, we'll just be making camp a few meters away that way. Tell Oshurkova I said hi." With her piece said, she went towards the spot where she designated her camp would be, her subordinates following suit with some of them glaring at us like their mother's killers.