"North and south..." Ethan muttered before jumping off the pillar.
Maris walked up to him, "What are we going to do?"
"Well..." Ethan looked off into the distance, "First, let's see what our opponent is capable of. All the men are here, except for a few units on the roads, so... Terror will probably head this way."
At the same moment, on the eastern side of the forest, the fog rose high up with a red glow. It was somewhere between First Bonfire and Second One.
Whooooooooooosh.
For some reason, up flew a few silhouettes, they were members of the squad that was there. It looked as if they had been thrown into the air as they flailed their arms and legs as though trying to regain their balance.
Then, several thick, sharp tails pierced their bodies from different directions. Soon enough, they stopped breathing and, as a result, stopped moving.
Everyone saw this, and such a scene couldn't help but harm the overall combat spirit.
