"Bang!"
Vincent's body fell to the ground. The three soldiers still alive couldn't help but take a step back, looking at Frank as if he were the enemy.
Frank opened his mouth, "You... don't look at me like that, this really has nothing to do with me."
The three soldiers shook their heads in unison, expressing disbelief.
"Damn it!" Frank couldn't help but curse, then took a deep breath, "Alright, whether you believe it or not, surviving is the most important thing now. Don't just stand there, fight back, or we'll all die here! Revenge Vincent with arrows, teach those Sika a lesson!"
The three soldiers had no objections to this and immediately drew their bows, aiming outside the walls.
Before the arrows were even released, they saw a fireball almost the size of half a house rise in their field of vision, heading straight for their watchpoint.
"Run—" Frank uttered, sounding desperate.
"Bang! Boom!"
