章 546: The Gala (2)

{How many do you have on your side?} Knowing that although everyone was joking around and acting carefree, and Cynrik was the tensest, Brance chose to speak up. 

{Around fifty, but unlike before, these guys all seem to be scouts. Their overall battle potential is well below ours; for the most part, they are in the Mid to Peak of Tier-2.} Still appearing to be dead, Cynrik answered calmly. 

{It's about the same for me, so…what, are they simply keeping tabs on our movement?} Brance asked while leaning back into the plush leather seat of the limo.

{That's my guess. With what we have showcased in the tournament so far, if they were following us with the purpose of an ambush, the guys sending them would have to be insane to send such weaklings.}