With the strength of three Jackal Wolfmen, taking down the two riders might be a stretch, but holding them back would be no problem at all.
The distance between them was closing, and Levi could now clearly see what the two riders looked like.
They were two light cavalrymen wearing leather armor. One was slumped over his horse's back, his condition unknown, with several arrows sticking out of his back.
The other had a sword hanging at his waist. He hadn't been hit by any arrows, but he was covered in blood and his expression was fraught with panic.
Both had white hair. Just as Levi was about to speak, Baisitina's voice rang out from beside him.
"Wait, those are our people!"
Baisitina's face was pale. Her eyesight was also very good, and she recognized the two riders as members of her tribe; she had even chatted with them before.
