'Dammit!' Lyle cursed in his mind as he dodged a dagger that was aimed at his throat. Crouching down, he quickly spun, kicking an opponent down to the ground before jumping to the side as two arrows stabbed and hit the place he previously stood on.
'First I get found by Priscila and her team, then I get surprised by Priscila and her blood, and now I was lucky enough to come across these bastards!' Lyle cursed as he stared at the four people who were standing in front of him. An archer was about 20 meters away from Lyle, notching another arrow while the dagger-wielding man who Lyle had previously knocked down got up and quickly charged at Lyle again.
Two men, one with an average build used a sword and shield while another used a spear coming from each of his sides.
'Damned scavengers!'