Eventually, his eyes saw one of his cronies lying on the floor, groaning. Seeing as he wasn't dead, he looked at Piko, who immediately ran and guided Seto up. He wasn't injured, but he was filled with dust.
"What happened?" He asked and Seto shook his head, forcing some lucidity. "And why are there fewer slaves than I sent?" By estimate, even if they received this damage, it should've been mostly slaves. He saw a lot of his guards amongst the injured!
Seto took a deep breath before he answered. "A lot of them were eaten by mobs, milord."
"What?"
"A beast mob was waiting right outside the array. Our people did not expect it, so even if the mob wasn't particularly strong, they caused sizable damage to our forces."
"We haven't even gotten near the sentry scope!" Ero yelled, while Baltimore was quiet, deep in thought.
Around him, people had tried to regain their bearings with the leading team trying to analyze what to do next.
