Ding——
The bell rang sharply and urgently as the trap was triggered, startling several unknown birds and beasts, flapping their wings frantically as they flew up from the treetops.
Following closely were several agitated, short growls coming from the dense forest.
No longer hiding their figures or masking their sounds, the noise of branches breaking was accompanied by the sudden burst of rapid, dense footsteps.
"Prepare!"
Awakening from a nightmare and having not returned to sleep, Adeline shouted immediately.
Her hands were already gripping her two heavy iron hammers.
Beside her, Berg, who had been restless due to the corpse of "Iron Hand" George, seemed as if his suspended heart finally died, and the previously anxious expression faded away.
Holding a longbow and retreating swiftly while sharply scanning other directions of the camp for any ambushes.
Displaying the professional demeanor of a seasoned adventurer.
