"Hmmm? A woman?"
Her attention turned towards the man who had first walked out from under the tree. By now, there were about ten other people who were surrounding them.
"Are you lost, little girl? This forest is not for you."
Cassandra frowned as she side-eyed the other man who was fully bruised. Just like Carmichael, he was bound by black ropes too. If her guess was right, those ropes could repel any element. Such an expensive rope only meant that the person behind this group of thugs was not an ordinary one.
"I am looking for a child!" Wuma, whose hands were already on the hilt of his sword spoke. "We are not here to fight."
"A child?" someone from the other group said. "Do you think we are fools? Boss, these people must be here to rescue these two."
"Sending a girl to rescue them is such a poor move," another person said.
The man next to Carmichael sent her a beaming smile, showing his large teeth. She immediately noticed his chipped tooth. "Get the girl."
