"Let's hurry and leave!"
Dennise urged, looking at Jason who was standing still.
But Jason's gaze had leapt over Dennise, looking towards the direction of Hans Port.
The girl of the deceased subconsciously looked back.
Immediately, three Swift steeds entering her view.
Run?
It was absolutely hopeless to outrun them.
Not the brightest, but Dennise knew she couldn't outrun the warhorses.
So...
Dennise squatted down with her head in her arms, her face pressed against her knees, and began muttering under her breath, "You can't see me! You can't see me!"
And with such muttering, Dennise's form quickly became translucent as though she were invisible.
Jason caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye.
Much better than last time.
At least, he had to concentrate to notice her.
Then, Jason's gaze shifted to the three warhorses now within a mere ten meters.
Atop the horses, three Knights, one in red and two in black.
