owlsbooks Chapter 804: Surrounded
Chapter 804: Surrounded
Eisen placed his hand onto Kiron's back, "Everything is going to be fine, I promise you."
The half-dragon slowly nodded his head. Even if something did happen, and the people they were searching for were just completely hostile, then they should be able to handle them. Kiron himself was powerful and knew to handle his sword well. Eisen too is an incredibly powerful individual even if his skills aren't centered around combat.
Not to mention, the kids were here as well, and while their skillsets were unique, they were all incredibly useful and powerful.
The group continued on through the snow, until Melissa's body let out a shiver. As though she was surprised by something. Eisen looked at her worried expression and frowned, "Is everything okay?"
Melissa, with slight tears forming in the corners of her eyes, pointed forward into the direction that they were walking. Using her sleeves, she wiped the tears from her eyes, "There. They're attacking."
Eisen clicked his tongue. That meant that the people they were looking for had encountered the bees and probably struck them down without hesitation. They weren't native to this place after all, something that obviously wouldn't escape them either.
"Everyone get ready just in case, but don't take out any weapons, alright?" the old man warned, starting to lead the group forward instead of Melissa. It didn't take long until Eisen was able to spot some people through their mana, hiding inbetween the thicket and snow.
"You youngins can come out now, we're not here to fight," Eisen said in a clear voice so that he could make sure all the people surrounding them would be able to hear it. The old man wanted to make sure that they knew they just wanted to talk. Though, the group around them chose not to respond in kind. A heavy metal ball, practically a cannonball, shot at them from the darkness.
With a wave of his arm, Sal shot a web of empowered threads into the air, catching the cannonball. He continued manipulating the thread to keep it mid-air, and the heavy projectile just stuck in the web like a fly ready to be devoured by its prey.
"Didn't I just say we're not here to fight?" Eisen asked, sighing disappointedly. He walked over toward the web and pulled the metal ball off it. A wave of golden flames flowed over his arm as he looked into the direction it was shot from, and with a deep glare into the darkness, Eisen threw it back with as much strength as he could muster.
Of course, not necessarily with the intent of doing any damage; just with enough force to scare them.
Through the silent, freezing night air, the cannonball shot forward and impacted with the ground. An explosion of snow and mud shot outward, showering not only the one who shot it in the first place, but plenty of their companions as well. As though this were the signal they were all waiting for, the whole group started to attack.
It was a total of 12 attackers, and quite well-balanced too. They had a number of mages and rangers, as well as vanguards, tanks, and even a supporter in the back. And judging from said supporter's behaviour throughout the battle, and the worried glances of the attackers toward him once they had been defeated, this supporter was at least this squad's leader.
Eisen squatted down in front of him. He was almost completely trapped in a coccoon made from Sal's threads, and Eisen was holding his sword in his hand, "Is this the way that you always treat guests?" the old man asked, and the supporter was taken aback.
"Aren't guests usually invited?" He asked, and Eisen just smiled back, "Fair enough. Then let's just say 'visitors' instead. We're not here to fight."
"Considering you didn't wanna fight, you sure released a ton of monsters around here."
Eisen raised his brow, "You mean those bees? They were scouts. They're at a surprisingly high rank, but they're as weak as low-leveled Rank 1 Monsters, if even that. They were clearly not a threat."
The supporter sighed, "After the scouts come the troops, don't they? And not like we were wrong. For some people claiming to not be here to fight, you lot sure were happy to get into it."
"You attacked us first."
"And we have every right to do-"
Eisen held forward his sword, "Every right? You guys are terrorists. A cult. Or gang. Or whatever you want to call yourselves. But fact is, you are dangerous.
You have no right to do anything anymore at this point. Not to mention, did you even think about this? A group of five people, including an old man and three kids, without any sort of luggage or equipment, approach your camp, a place known for you dangerous lot to be waiting. And your first instinct was 'let's attack them'? Guess you were just maniacs after all."
The supporter scoffed and shook his head, "That made us even more cautious. The weirder people look, the more of a danger they are. But whatever, if you say you're not here to attack, why are you here?"
Eisen stood up and pulled up the supporter by the coccoon he was trapped in, quickly throwing him over his shoulder before confidently starting to walk into the direction of the camp that Melissa's bees had found earlier, "What else? We're here to talk. I've got some questions for you all."