"They're gonna fight over there!"
On a piece of high land beside the royal avenue, Skinorse squinted through a fine telescope to look at the situation inside the camp.
Kanorse, Annie, Magician Morrigan, and Priest Moya were beside him.
Skinorse looked over to them and reported the situation. "It looks bad. Duke Abel's side is three people while Master Link is alone. He has to protect King Leon and consider the soldiers around them. He's so restricted. How can he fight?"
Anyone with a bit of experience would see this and realize how troublesome it was.
Master Link should either fight with his full power or get out of here and not care about it. If he had to care about it while considering the soldiers, he might die without a corpse.
Hearing this, Kanorse was filled with anxiety. Link was his savior and had once taken an extreme risk to save him from the North. Now, he couldn't help but say, "No, I can't just watch here. I must fight too."
