Uncertainty rang in every nook and cranny of my body as I fought to decide on what reality I was going to choose.
My eyes lifted and I saw Daniel and Tasha move toward . They had grave and worried looks on their faces. Even before they reached , I could already guess what they would say.
“Masked Hero… er… I don’t know how to say this, but…”
‘I know already, your Camp has been… Ana has been…”
“The Camp had been compromised! We’re not sure if our comrades are being held hostage or how strong the enemies are. We’re sorry to have dragged you into this ss, but… we have to fight and take back out Camp!” Daniel said to , clenching his fist in determination.
My eyes stared coldly at him and I heaved a sigh.
Suddenly, all the pent-up anxiety within vanished and it felt like I was under no emotional burden at all. An unfeeling smile crept on my face as I gave him the most ideal answer ever.
“I understand. Lead the way.”
It didn’t take very long to realize that the reason for my lull was an effect brought about by one of the Titles I had… !.
As a result, my heartache grew numb and I instantly relied on my rationale.
Using that, I decided to tweak my plans as we advanced in the direction of the Camp, ready to face those who currently occupied it.
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Due to their High Levels as well as my presence with them, the group of Gifteds undauntedly marched forward.
Their eyes expressed determination and a fierce fla of violence sparked by the reality that everyone knew of. During their absence, an unknown group had taken over the ho they worked so hard to protect.
For the sake of their fallen comrades who fought for the cause… for the sake of the comradeship, everyone shared… and for the newfound pride that was sure to have blood in the hearts of everyone—the Gifteds were determined to take back their hos.
While the most prudent option was to watch from afar off and devise a strategy concerning the enemies, I convinced everyone to press on.
Due to my Skill and my imnse sensory abilities, I was convinced that nothing within the Camp building posed any threat to us.
Well, I detected two significantly powerful signatures within, one of which had to be Charles. There was no way they would kill the leader of a Camp so easily, not if he was soone with Charles’ personality.
‘He’s alive, I’m certain!’
I was pleased that I didn’t have to resort to multiple words or in convincing everyone to march forward without hesitation.
Concern gleaned in their eyes, so had lingering fears that could be deduced from the worried wrinkles on their faces.
‘So of them have children, relatives… or lovers waiting for them in the Camp…’ My eyes trailed to Tasha once I made the last thought.
Her concern for Charles and her child was sure to be overwhelming her, but the woman impressed by keeping her cool. She probably took solace in the fact that her husband was extrely witty and would secure the lives of her daughter and himself.
Well, that would work in my favor.
The mont we reached a certain distance from the Camp building, the guards stationed in front of the gates were imdiately alerted of our presence.
I saw how their lackadaisical attitude morphed into shock, and then worry as they noticed thirty-seven people approach them with no hesitation.
Instantly, one of them ran through the closed gate, slipping through it as though he a ghost.
‘Oh? That Skill… I rember it well.’
It was certainly troubleso, so much so that the intangibility could be said to be a Hax. Fortunately, I had the perfect counter for that.
The man who remained had a look of fear on his face, but he stood his ground, most likely waiting for the miracle that would occur soon.
“Hm…”
I noticed the iron bars of the gate move. The whole structure seed different from how I rembered it. The original had most likely already been damaged in the siege, and now they used this replacent.
Unlike the thick iron gate that was lifted, this resembled thick iron bars that seed like burglaries, all woven with tal rods and tied with tal wires.
It was a crude structure, but I assud this was rely ant to be a temporary asure.
n began pouring out of the inner recesses of the Camp building as the gates were opened. The nervous man who had been left to guard the gate let out a sly grin, now confident that his friends were around.
‘Hmm, exactly thirty of them, uh? Not that much… there are more inside, though.’ I reasoned, aptly calculating the enemy’s forces.
Judging by numbers, our group had the advantage. But, common sense dictated that that wasn’t the asure by which a person calculated strength these days.
My eyes squinted more and I took a peek at their Status Information.
‘Pfft, seriously?’
At that mont, the final vestiges of doubt vanished.
Our group was already facing the Camp, rely a couple of ters apart from the entrance.
Daniel took the lead, Tasha moving directly beside him. Glaring at the enemies, he pointed at them and made a dramatic statent.
“Who are you people, and why are you occupying our camp?!”
His voice echoed across the already-tense area. I rolled my eyes underneath my mask, groaning in disgust. At the mont, their identities didn’t matter, nothing about them mattered except two things— their evil Alignnt and one final thing… their Levels!
It appeared Tasha read my mind so she said the words Daniel had been unable to declare.
“You all have ‘Evil’ Alignnts, and you’re occupying our territory. Do not expect any rcy!”
Tasha’s words resonated with the crowd of Gifteds she led and everyone gave nacing growls. The intense glare on their faces showed how desperate they were to see their loved ones.
No one rembered the exhaustion they felt anymore. The object of their focus was right in front of them… and being the veterans they were, these breed of Gifteds I raised only had one thought in mind when it ca to enemies.
Death!
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