Lucas drew the dagger by his waist, took a deep breath, and said, "We must hold out until the legate arrives. Eliminate those b*stards from Bloody Rose at all costs!"

"Yes, sir!"

Cuirass waved, and all of the other men hid in the surrounding bushes.

One minute…

Two minutes…

Finally, after ten minutes, around two thousand people showed up through the darkness, their footsteps messy and could be heard from afar. They were wearing Bloody Rose’s battle suits, signifying them as killers from the organization. They scouted the area with weapons in hand.

Lucas clenched his fists, while the others held their breaths, preparing themselves for the incoming battle.

Finally, their enemies got close enough.

The leader of the enemies was a masked man. At his signal, his unit split up to carefully scout their surroundings.

Lucas frowned at that point.

'We may have had a chance at winning if we could’ve surrounded them after they fell for our ambush. But they've split up, crushing whate