This was bad!
All bandits made like the wind, dashing away as fast as they could.
Didn't you notice that they couldn't even catch a breath from the voice's owner?
This meant the guy was likely far stronger then them, there was no use committing suicide by fighting.
Hopefully, with them splitting up, they'll have a likelier chance of survival.
R-U-N!
The bandits vanished like the wind.
Titus continued laying on the tree branch above the caravan.
Whee-whee~
He whistled, and out came several elite warriors who moved just like ninjas.
"Get them. Leave only 2 alive. Follow, attack, dissolve."
Right.
Several people nodded, vanishing into the wind behind the fleeing bandits.
As for Titus, he was not interested in the gifts the heavens have brought their way.
Within the caravans, Ormand and several others dared not make a sound. Their hearts were pulsating, their bodies were trembling and their brains were throbbing with every breath they took.
