"I don't care who you are, Margery has caught our eye. This is our turf, get lost."
Two Night Watchers looked at Lurik.
Lurik gazed at this group of thugs, took a deep breath, and said, "We don't want trouble. If you don't want to die, then get lost."
"Huh?"
Broken Finger stared at the three.
A Dwarf wore Heavy Armor, carrying a Longsword on his back.
The Dwarf moved normally in Heavy Armor; there was nothing strange about it.
As for the two humans, they're probably wearing armor, but at most, it's Light Armor.
Night Watchers, due to different Professions, wear slightly different Armor.
However, most human Night Watchers wearing Light Armor typically layer a simple robe on top.
Wearing armor might make them formidable.
But bear in mind, there are over 20 people on this side.
Broken Finger sneered, shifting his stance slightly.
Two sturdy humans stepped forward, clad in armor, with Longswords at their waists.
The Night Watchers recognized this Armor.
