In the darkness, the sound of the others fighting was heard, and the group of people had come up with their own tactic to fend off those fighting them.
In the first place, it was almost impossible for all of them to see, and covering their backs from the attacks was a hard thing for them to do as well.
Which was why Ricktor had made a suggestion of a truce. After the others had agreed, all of them had gone back to back with each other.
Now they at least knew that they just had to worry about what was in front of them; still, their movements were limited, and nearly all of them had been struck a few times.
"Are you not going to help?" Ricktor said as he lifted up his sword and swung it down. When he did, a large line of Qi struck out in a straight line, attacking ahead and hitting the wall on the other side.
However, it had hit no one; he could tell that they had avoided his strike.
