The archer was restrained, his shocked expression unhidden, as if he had forgotten the situation he was currently in.
Boudica wouldn't wait for anyone; she charged forward with her axe spear.
But before she could run a few steps, a voice called out to stop her.
"Boudica, stop!"
Although slightly displeased, Boudica halted her steps.
The archer, hearing these words, couldn't help but show a shocked expression as his gaze fell on the person walking out slowly behind Boudica.
Even though his body lacked the chaotic accessories of the Barbarian Tribes, the unique design of the Deer Head Staff was enough to reveal his identity.
"Priest Grendel!" The archer couldn't help but exclaim upon seeing the newcomer, immediately filled with questions, "But weren't you..."
"Boslake, is it so strange that I'm alive?" Grendel waved her hand to remove the tree roots holding the archer.
