*Thud~*
An iron cage dropped to the ground and made a metallic noise, startling the people inside as they cried out in panic. Then, they saw the black-robed woman charging at them with a fang blade in her grasp, causing their hearts to leap into their throats.
However, she made a clean cut on the cage before turning around and walking to the campfire ahead, leaving them momentarily speechless.
Does this mean that they were free?
The first to walk out was the young alchemist who had first noticed the attack on the bandits and remained silent.
Her blue robe clung to her figure gently, embroidered with faint alchemical patterns that shimmered when they caught the firelight. It traced the natural curves of her body without excess, giving her an appearance that was both scholarly and alluring.
Her green hair fell in layered waved down her back like a fresh spring after rain.
