The group dispersed temporarily and took a glance at the adjacent room, which surprisingly had also cracked open.
At this moment, the expressions on all five faces were far from relaxed. The hiding room they had painstakingly created overnight had become a trap for the dwarves that could get in anywhere. And now, the only window capable of preventing a large number of them from entering had completely lost its function.
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that the actors had lost their only barrier.
"But saying this, if all the windows are broken, how much would that cost?" Mo Ran managed a weary smile.
Each shell cost money; going to war was like burning cash.
Considering the scale of the Ancient Sunset Castle, the total cost in this round of firing could be comparable to the cost of a whole building.
And concerning a shattered piece of glass…
"Are we doomed now?" Jing Huashui sighed.
