Antitina listened to the faint flapping of birds' wings in the distant forest, and for a moment, she couldn't help but feel a little creepy.
Yuta stood beside her, the two women, one tall and one short, stood on the wooden wall in silence, facing the cold moonlight.
Who knows what kind of danger is hidden in the dark? She could imagine the cave dwellers leaping forward in the forest—they took big strides, their heavy steps snapping the dry pine branches with 'crackling' sounds, soon revealing their figures in the dark forest and surrounding the lumberyard.
The cave dwellers had appeared from the direction of Glahar Mountain from the very beginning, more than thirty of them, no different from the group in the afternoon. The scouts sent by the mercenaries were clearly no match for them, but luckily the maid corps commander had already considered this point, so she dispatched cavalry, who at least could retreat from the forest.
