"Their numbers are too small to be a match for that swarm of mice."
The Half-Elf Night Watcher said so.
At this moment, a special pattern could be seen in his eyes, as if he was using some ability.
"Judging by their attire and legion structure, they should be soldiers of the Green Land Kingdom.
Should we help them?" The Night Watcher below, who was responsible for supporting him, asked.
"Don't rush, let me see... Odd, they should be Rangers, right? Fighting like this seems incorrect."
After pondering for a while, he seemed to have realized something.
"Send out the notification, we need to rescue them; there must be something they need to protect or someone retreating behind them."
The message was quickly sent out.
"Damn it, let's fight these mice! I want to see how many of you there are!"
With that said, the Ranger leader, holding a curved saber, charged into the mouse swarm.
