In the intricate alleys of the New Suburb District, a troop hurriedly followed the trail of a wilderness hunter, finally locating their invaluable target.
Unfortunately, they were destined for disappointment.
Chi!
In the flurry of blades, Losang II withdrew his sword from the body of an enemy with bulging eyes, ducking low to avoid the silver dart flying from behind.
"Call for reinforcements, quickly!"
"Push forward!"
"He's too powerful..."
"Don't let him get away! The guy's worth five heaps of gold, ahh!"
"Are you going to move or what? Surround him!"
"He slipped through! Watch your back!"
"Don't zone out, brother—damn, that's his superpower..."
Losang II's sword danced as if alive, following the motions of his body, weaving in and out between high walls and narrow lanes, making every strike count, throwing his opponents into disarray.
