บท 438: Sprouting Tornado (3)

Hidden away from the Tribe of Death's unsuspecting gaze behind the golden barrier, the Alliance of Kingdoms and their allies began to move. The human troops split in half and squeezed together at the sides of the barrier, making sure not to show themselves past the golden wall.

Two groups comprised of powerful combatants stepped forth from behind the backlines and sneaked through the military support camp, where the potion runners, medics, and the like were stationed. The two groups were relatively small, a handful of people each, so their movements didn't grab the attention of the few enemies who saw over the golden wall from their raised platforms.

The military support camp was always bustling with activity as supplies and injured combatants were shuffled back and forth from the fighting. A few more people moving around wouldn't raise any suspicions, especially not when they were blending in perfectly with the rest of the people milling about the camp.