A man wearing a camo cloak stood up. His face was gloomy, and he subconsciously backed down a few steps, vigilantly watching Rhode, who suddenly appeared behind him. He didn't know since when Rhode had been standing behind him, so he felt a little bit uneasy. At this moment, Rhode didn't even move at all. He only looked at that man silently, as if what the man did didn't concern him at all.
Rhode looked at the enemy and slightly narrowed his eyes.
Druid.
