Vincent gathered his mana to his palm and executed a Tier 1 Mana Art.
The mana fluctuation from his abundant mana supply threatened the two-meter tall bandit but the latter still appears calm. He only frowned for a moment before taking something out of his sleeves.
Boom!
Vincent's attack was simply blocked by another magic tool, a Magic Scarf! The man in front of him simply has too many Magic Tools in his body!
'Just how rich are these bandits?!'
Vincent complained. He also saw how Tara and Rem rush to the depths of the forest not too far from their campsite. They were obviously drawn by a larger threat and has to leave and settle it first.
Vincent had no choice but to use another method.
"Aacck! Help! These aren't simple bandits!"
"They're probably part of the Rebel Army! Be careful!"
"Do not falter! Formation!"
