บท 121: Chapter XXVI: The King of Outlaws [2]

The air inside the Golden Tusk was thick and heavy, the humidity almost asphyxiating. The scorching heat from the paladins' blades rendered the accumulated men profusely perspiring, damping the marbled floor that was already smeared with mud and filth. The fighters of Ulricht's Band had instinctively formed a tightly packed ring that squeezed each and every one of them. For the past years since the group commenced its rebellion against the Crown, Ulricht's Band was able to thus far launch successful raids on noble residences that boasted strong ties with the Royal House, and recently, was able to ambush an entire company of Royal pikemen that was supposed to relieve another company in the western frontier. Nevertheless, as numerous as the victories they reaped were the many defeats they sowed.