This was a group of cultists wandering in the wilderness, but at this moment they seemed like frightened sparrows wanting to flee hastily from this place.
However, the eagle hovering above their heads and the eagle eyes secretly emerging from afar had them firmly locked on.
Soon they realized that they could never fly out of this cage called Hamlet, for a team seemed to have been waiting for a long time ahead on their path.
Reynard had been waiting with a team of men for a long time, and judging by their appearance, they didn't seem like an honor guard, but their gear was quite scattered—only thirty or so—but the armor rate was very high.
This was not good news for those cultists.
They had already circled around, so who was chasing them from behind?
The answer was soon revealed as a simple confrontation was followed by the sound of hooves pounding the earth.
And judging by their appearance upon arrival, it was indeed the honor guard.
