At that moment, thick fog rolled through the part of the forest that was within the range of the cliff. The sounds of blades clashing against each other could be heard all the way to the top. The shouts and grunts of those who were attacked were clearly audible, and the smell of blood permeated the area. It was clear that numerous people had decided to fight it out in the forest just before the cliff, so as to avoid any untoward situations that might have arisen at the top.
At one area, just outside the rugged and jagged path, there was unexpectedly a battle with unequal numbers. This scene made other clan members sigh privately in their hearts; it was seven against one… it was very likely over for that person, without a doubt. But soon, they noticed that something wasn't right — the five people were in fact on the defensive. It was clearly them who had the numerical advantage, and yet, they were losing and losing by a landslide at that.
