Each house could only accommodate a limited number of people. As the Little Inferior Demons steadily advanced, the warriors hiding in the shadows were gradually forced into corners. With no other choice, they gripped their weapons and roared, fighting to the death. Although they could quickly eliminate these intruders, their resistance seemed fragile under the overwhelming assault of the Kobolds and goblins. Soon, these brave souls fell one by one, dying in pools of their own blood.
When heart-wrenching screams echoed from the third house, the warriors ambushing the other buildings could no longer bear it. They surged from their hiding places, brandishing their weapons and launching a fierce counterattack against the enemies on the street. For a moment, blades flashed through the air, and the street became a chaotic melee of blood and sweat.
