The sound of the blade tearing through the air reached Jason's ears!
It wasn't aimed at him.
But rather at...
Behind the carriage, near the city gates.
Jason instinctively looked back and immediately saw a figure cloaked in a grey-black cloak leap down from above the city gate and thrust the blade in their hand into the body of a patrol soldier.
Thump!
"Ahh!"
The patrol soldier's abrupt, short scream came to a sudden halt, and the figure holding the blade picked up the corpse, lifting it over their head as if displaying a trophy, and shouted out loud,
"Revival Society!"
"Indestructible!"
After shouting these words, the figure threw down the body of the patrol soldier and ran towards the outskirts of Taor City.
Everything happened in the blink of an eye.
Just as the figure was about to run out of the city gates, the remaining soldiers finally reacted.
"Fire! Fire!"
A soldier in a guardhouse next to the city gate charged out, shouting loudly.
