"Beware all! He may possess some peculiar talent!"
The head of the mercenaries bellowed, his gaze locked on the black-cloaked young man. What perplexed him was the young man's calm demeanor. He neither fled nor struck first, simply standing there unperturbed, observing them.
— (Such a charlatan.)
"Order for all! Formation one! Bring him down!"
With the fall of the mercenary leader's command, three "Tier-2 Heavy Armored Soldiers" advanced, holding their shields high.
Simultaneously, three "Tier-1 Archers" and one "Tier-2 Sniper Archer" readied their bows, half-drawn.
Should the young man dare to escape through the gaps in their encirclement, they would instantly release their arrows!
Yet, bizarrely, the young man showed no intention of flight. He set down two large bags, obediently approaching and being circled by the heavy armored soldiers with their shields.