Outside Altera.
At this time, a few hundred meters away from the walls, two aborigines were holding their hands up.
They weren't entirely sure what the gesture was for, though.
When they went past the array, people on the other side yelled "Hands up!" And they had no choice but to do so—not with all those arrows pointed at them!
They recognized the special-looking bows as the fast-working ones the attacking parties had. An arrow shower alone was dangerous, especially if they shot so fast like that!
A tall man with aquiline features walked over along with a few others, looking at them suspiciously.
"Who are you?" Eagle asked, looking at the two up and down. He had a special guardedness to Mogi, and was ready to attack him at a moment's notice.
Fargo didn't have uniforms, but it was obvious who had some force value.
It wasn't just physique and level, he also invested in equipment more compared to normal civilians.
Oslo: Hey! Who took my favorite spot?
Jonathan: I WARMED IT UP FOR YOU!