"Due south?" Angor tried to confirm.
"Yup."
That didn't make sense. They were pretty close to the exit, which meant any robbers would show up in large groups by now. This had always been the case as they encountered more and more enemies.
Those who didn't have Meraid's Swords should all be laying in wait and hopefully, work together. Why would someone break off from the group and come alone?
Angor couldn't understand the reason. Nevertheless, it was good news since there was only one enemy to worry about. But again, something told him that the matter was more complicated, and perhaps dangerous.
He chose to keep the concern to himself right now instead of revealing it to others.
Nausica was getting more and more stressful as they moved farther. "Hey, Angor… something isn't right."
"What is it?" Angor asked. Nausica's warning had drawn everyone's attention.
