9 Chapter 9: Highly Valued (1/2)
Five from the East, ten from the West, five from the North and fifteen from the South. No matter how you look at it they were surrounded. Their only way of breaking out would be through the East. However, that is only if they knew what awaited them. Currently, the Honour Guards only knew of the existence of the groups from the East, West and the group they have already engaged. Perhaps such a promising force would fall in its early days?
Mimphralgos and Drathalsiel immediately increased the speed of their attacks. They aimed to kill the group of five with three minutes so that they have some time to rest before assisting Asura's group. Drathalsiel sent to consecutive strikes at the one that wielded the longsword; one strike hid in the shadow of the other. This caught the adventurer off guard and his longsword almost fell out of his hand. As he tried to recover, he realised that an arrow had pierced through his chest. He lifelessly fell down on the ground. Drathalsiel immediately ducked as an arrow whistled past her ear. The enemy Archer finally showed himself. He was atop a small mound a couple of metres away. He was probably trying to find Delsair or set up a foolproof ambush. Unfortunately, he panicked when one of his teammates died. He didn't last long either as Crowncrest dove and grabbed him in its claws. He fell from a height of 50 metres before landing.
Mimphralgos kicked the one with the dual-handed sword away as he swung his massive sword at the adventurer with the shield. The powerful blows sent both men flying and Delsair immediately embedded an arrow in the adventurer with the shield while Drathalsiel cut the one with the longsword in half. The Magician soon succumbed to the combined attack of the three. ”Let's rest for a bit then help Asura,” Mimphralgos said. Drathalsiel simply nodded as she sat down on one of the rocks. They only sat down for a minute when Delsair's frantic voice was heard through telepathy, ”Another group of five from the North and I see a massive group from the South!”
”How many from the South?” Asura calmly asked as he cut down the arrows in front of him.
”I don't know; they are too far. There should at least be ten of them, maybe more.”
”Mimphralgos and Drathalsiel go help Pharos and Azzid. Delsair go look for a choke point quickly.”
”ROGER!”
Mimphralgos and Drathalsiel rushed to Pharos' team. Mimphralgos charged in and sent two of them flying and Pharos immediately embraced them with a crimson fire. Drathalsiel duelled with one while Mimphralgos duelled with another. Azzid teleported behind the last person and killed him. Then the four worked together to eliminate the remaining two.
”A closed off valley to the North-West,” Delsair said as they finished off the last adventurer.
”Everyone makes haste to that valley and set up an ambush. We will handle this group of ten there and hopefully, we will shake off the large group in the South as well,” Asura ordered.
”I don't think we will be able to shake them off,” Delsair said, ”I can see a giant red arrow that is pointing at our direction.”
”Master's test?” Azzid asked.