This was a common tactic in confrontations between the Mountain Barbarian Tribe and Bastia. Whenever they attacked outposts scattered outside the city, those defenders would light beacons, and soon, the Nobility's Cavalry would rush to their aid.
Warwolf frowned. This meant they had already called for reinforcements.
He could disregard ordinary people, but he feared those noble Knights.
However, the good news was that the distant gathering place lacked city walls, not even a fence, leaving it completely exposed.
Moreover, he could see many people scurrying toward that assembly area like ants.
At the same time, the scent of the offering seemed to emanate from that direction.
Damn it! I can't beat the Knights, the Heretics, or the spiders, but surely I can beat you lot?
Witnessing the panicked ordinary people, the Barbarian warriors immediately succumbed to their savage impulses, their desire for slaughter swelling in their hearts.
