Wilmer trembled in terror, too frightened to utter a single word. He clung tightly to Adrian, dreading the thought that Adrian might abandon him.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Arrows whizzed past the top of their heads, narrowly missing them multiple times. The boulder they hid behind was pretty small and only sufficient for one person to take cover fully. With both of them seeking refuge, the spot felt incredibly cramped.

Adrian surveyed their adversaries. Despite having neutralized two foes, the enemy’s numbers were formidable. There were at least two dozen more people.

The assailants dispersed, each finding a hiding spot and slowly encircling Adrian and Wilmer again. They were incredibly cunning.

During his roll across the ground earlier, Adrian had lost his sword. Now unarmed, confronting the enemy from a distance was impossible.

"Wilmer, roll down the hill now. You’ll only get in my way by staying here,” Adrian urged.

"I'm not leaving!" Wilmer feigned resolve. "I’ll fight these ungratefu