"It's that empire knight!"
Duncan was too conspicuous on the battlefield; someone remembered that knight with exceptional archery skills.
Blood Axe - Nidhron's voice was deep: "Is it just him?"
The centurion beside him said, "It should be."
"But he released some prisoners and slaves."
Comes when wanted, leaves whenever desired.
That man was like a monster, sneaking in quietly, killing some, and retreating immediately, leaving no trace behind.
Without high walls and fortresses, he could not be stopped.
Blood Axe - Nidhron wore an incredibly grim expression, looking at the terrified and demoralized soldiers, not knowing what to do for a moment.
This is a lone warrior charging in!
He could only shout angrily, "Strengthen the defenses!"
"Double the patrols on the watchtowers!"
His intuition told him that the man might come again tonight.