"Were we discovered?"
The existence of the small giant with a white bone ornament belt around his waist, or more accurately called a barbarian, murmured in a low voice.
As he said this, heavy footsteps gradually came from the darkness.
Six barbarians, taller and more robust than average humans, emerged from the darkness.
Without any extra words, like a group of silent killing machines, they stood in front of the smaller, more frail-looking barbarian.
The short barbarian, whose facial lines were clearly visible, obviously had a status and identity different from his physique. He said in a low voice to the group:
"It doesn't matter. As long as no living person sees us, this is a perfect stealth operation. However, the plan needs to change now."
The group disappeared into the darkness, heading towards a house with flickering candlelight at the end of the alley, leaving one person behind to clean up.
