A screech came from the sky.
On the road, Lurik looked up, "We have pursuers behind us."
"What do we do now, pick up the pace and shake them off?" Raelia asked.
Alyris shook her head, "Impossible. We basically don't have time to cover our tracks now. It seems like the enemy is in hot pursuit.
It's nearly impossible to shake them off."
"Then let's charge and take them down?" Raelia already raised her long spear.
At that moment, the screech rang out from the sky again.
Everyone riding their mounts looked up.
A green-glowing attack flew from the sky into the distance, like a meteor streaking by.
"Grey Fang attacked?" Alyris frowned.
"Give them a lesson, Grey Fang is telling us the enemy isn't that strong, but we can't let them hold us up either."
With that, Lurik raised his warhammer high and then swung it violently behind them.
As if something in the sky was being guided by him.
"Hopefully, they'll retreat knowing the difficulty."
