Suddenly, the black cloth enveloping the sky started to shrink, transforming into a whip which quickly shot down into the forest below. Like a phantom, it quickly faded in and out of the trees. However, there was no sign of it approaching the fort at all. Rather, it looked as though someone was just running across the forest with a sheet over their bodies as a prank.
With a full body of armor and his spear at the ready, Miao Yi turned back to look at Yan Beihong in confusion, as though asking, 'What are you playing at?'
Yan Beihong laughed. "Careful. It's starting."
Miao Yi quickly turned his head back. To his surprise, there was no longer any sign of the black cloth among the trees below. His eyes then quickly darted from side to side as he raised his spear and slowly turned; he didn't dare to miss out on the slightest signs of movement around him.
