At the critical moment, Gem stared intently at the direction where the beggar was hiding. Alas, the man did not move, and it wasn't clear where exactly he was hiding among the bushes.
It seemed that the beggar's absolute silence proved he also didn't know where Gem and his companion were hiding.
The bushes weren't a good hiding place; moving even a little could easily expose one's position.
Those crossbow bolts didn't have eyes, after all.
So now, it was a battle of patience.
However, if this continued, Forsythia Brown would surely not be able to withstand his weight, and they would be at a disadvantage.
Staring at the bushes where their opponent was hiding, Gem's eyes suddenly lit up. He slowly reached into his pocket, searching for something.
Because the two were pressed tightly together, she could feel his every movement, so she stiffened and warned him in a tense tone: "Gem."
Gem, who had been searching for a lighter in his pocket, stopped and frowned, "What?"
