Even though Komer understood that what he said might be true, Katrina knew that if she didn't deliver a necessary counterstrike to such a bold challenge at her doorstep, the reputation of the Red-haired Witch would likely fade significantly across the Mediterranean. With a slight gesture, Katrina's body had already quietly shifted away.
The piercing shriek that followed, accompanied by numerous javelins and crossbow bolts, sealed off every inch of space and angle within several meters around Komer. This pure physical attack had no trickery, just a forceful blow. The only way to dodge such an attack would be to vanish into the earth. Even if the ground were completely made of smooth marble slabs, Komer was confident he could disappear without a trace, but he did not wish to do that yet. He needed to assert the necessary deterrence against his adversary.
