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Despite the speed of the tall black shadows, they still did not have any advantage over the swamp monsters, and Mel's body, which had transformed into a giant python, quickly moved forward against the ground, and soon left his pursuers behind.

"Who are they?" It was only at this moment that the members of the squad breathed a sigh of relief, looking at the enemy farther and farther behind them, and Nack asked, "I can't imagine that someone could run faster than a horse." ”

"If the rumors I've heard are true," said Heim, grimacingly, "they are supposed to be the Chatula, a branch of the barbarians, who are known for their ability to run, and no prey escapes their pursuit." ”

"At least we've gotten rid of them now. Tomahawk said: "They will never be able to catch up again." But his optimism didn't last long, and as he finished speaking, in front of them, a group of Chatulas jumped out from behind the bushes and rocks where they were hiding, and with a strange roar from their mouths, they rushed towards the startled team.

"Besides running," Haim reacted quickly, jumping off Mel's back, and the Arcor Bow appeared in his hand at the same time, "The Chatullas are also very good at hunting and hiding, and they usually herd their prey into pre-set traps. Three long, glittering green arrows burst out of his string as he spoke, landing precisely into the Chatula people rushing straight ahead, "It's clear that we've become their prey. ”

"Let's see who's the prey. "The dwarves were always the first to rush out in battle, his wheel-like double-edged axe reflecting a faint cold light in the light of the moon, and a barbarian who rushed to the front tried to smash his head with a large stick in his hand, but he deftly dodged it, and then, as the battle-axe swept past his opponent, the sharp Kroll axe had already cut the latter off.

Fighting with a small number of enemies was a common occurrence for these explorers, and soon after the tomahawk burst into the hands of the crowd, the female warrior with a two-handed greatsword also pounced on the enemy, and in the time that people blinked their eyes, her sword had already entered the body of different opponents three times and then pulled it out. Under the cover of night, Willy, with a crystal headdress on her head, seemed to belong to the spirit of the night, and her form continued to disappear and then appear, each appearance was inevitably accompanied by the disappearance of one or more lives, and in a very short time, she destroyed twice as many enemies as the battle axe.

"Something didn't seem quite right with her. Nack did not go on a killing spree with his two companions, as the elven guard, he continued to do his duty faithfully, and anyone who tried to cross him to attack Heim was only smashed away by a heavy hammer, which ensured that Heim could continue to intercept the Chatullas in the distance with his bow and arrows undisturbed. "She's never been so crazy," the sub-giant said worriedly, swinging his war hammer to turn a Chatula into a trapeze, "as a warrior, she's lost her composure and sanity. He looked worriedly at Willy, who had left her tomahawk far behind and had broken into the depths of the enemy alone, his eyes full of concern and unease.

Heim didn't answer Nack's question, but he also apparently saw that Willy's anomaly was as the elf's arrows changed their target, and most of the attacks fell around Willy, and anyone who tried to sneak up on the female warrior could not escape his sniping.

"What's wrong with you?" it wasn't just Nack and Haim who saw their partner's unusual agitation, and Tomahawk screamed, trying to bring back Willy's sanity, as he did his best to get closer to the latter in time to meet the counterparty.

Willy is well aware of her friends' concerns and worries, but she doesn't want to get out of her current state, she just wants to use the fight to vent.

She was once a nobleman, and her father's family dates back a thousand years, but now she is just an ordinary adventurer. During her years of exploration, she had encountered countless unbearable things, from the blackmail of officials to the vexatious efforts of scoundrels, and the pestering of ill-intentioned people over her beauty, but since her father was killed, she had never been angrier than she is today.

"Maybe in your eyes, I'm a selfish guy. ”

"That's the kind of person you are," Willy thought hatefully, slashing down a Chatula with a single sword, "and a self-righteous fool!" she cried out angrily, her greatsword forcing two great axes and pushing their owners backwards.

"The decisions I'm making now are all for everyone's sake, you can stop seeing me as a friend, but now, for the safety of others, you have to do what I say. ”

"You're always right, always wise, and no intrigue escapes your eyes, but you're still a bastard, a consummate bastard who never takes the patience to understand what others feel!" A raging rage burned in Willy's chest, and the two poor Chatullas who had made the axe fell victim to it, first slashing their hardwood hilts with their two-handed greatswords, and then sweeping through their necks, leaving their heads off their bodies.

Though she refused to admit it, Willy knew deep down that she would never feel so angry if it wasn't Rhaegar who said this, but someone else, or even some other partner. However, what made her even more unacceptable was that Rhaegar had been right, that the professed exiles were clearly in league with the barbarians, and that their purpose was to lead the team into the chatula ambush, and that hateful creature must be taking her for a stupid fool for the sake of his wisdom!

Such thoughts caused Willy to completely lose her usual calm, shame, chagrin and anger turned her into a beautiful and fierce lioness, and any opponent who stood in her way could only be immediately routed under a wild attack.

A bright light suddenly appeared behind Willy, and in an instant, it hit the back of the female warrior who was soaring into the air, and Willy's sturdy figure suddenly fell to the ground like a swallow shot by a bow and arrow.

"You maggots who only deserve to eat dung!" cursed viciously as Kroll's Axe came out of his hand, and before the barbarian who had managed to sneak up on Willy with the Staff of Wisdom could react, the massive double-edged axe had split his head in half.

"I'm going to shove all your heads in your ass!" the unarmed Tomahawk was not the slightest bit timid, dodging his opponent's attacks with a disproportionate agility for his size, striking the Chatulas with his fists and hard head as he tried to take advantage, while desperately running towards Willy, who was lying on the ground motionless.

Behind the dwarves, Haim and Nack had abandoned their original tactics. The sub-giants ran over the enemies in their way like giant siege engines, and all the Chatullas who dared to make contact with his hammer were reduced to corpses on the ground, and a little behind him, the elves sped forward under the cover of Nack, and as they ran, they kept pulling the bowstring of Aror's bow, and long arrows rained down on the barbarians who tried to get close to Willy.

However, none of them were as good as Mel's, and at the beginning of the battle, the swamp monster took on the task of holding back its pursuers on its own, its body transformed into a giant octopus, its nimble tentacles and the occasional spews of acid arrows made the Chatullas suffer, and when it found that its master's friend was in danger, it immediately abandoned its opponent and turned into a bat with huge wings, gliding towards Willy with the buoyancy of the air.

But none of this could stop the Chatula's actions, and the hatred of the opponents who killed the most of their companions made the barbarians completely ignore the rain of arrows falling on their heads, and several Chatula, under the cover of their companions, managed to approach Willy, one of them smirked, raised his broadsword in his hand, and slashed at Willy's slender body.

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