The battle immediately became fierce, with the defenders using crossbows and small burning bottles to stave off the opponent's offensive. However, having lost the advantage of the first move, this hastily thrown-together defense couldn't effectively impede them. Watching the intense clash below, Lynch took the opportunity to find the leader.
In an overly ornate room, Lynch found the guy. At least judging from the way he kept ordering his subordinates to advance to their deaths, he seemed to be the leader here. This middle-aged man was somewhat too thin, and even the regular-sized leather armor he wore looked like it was designed for a giant, hanging awkwardly on his shoulders. His pale complexion and unkempt stubble indicated he rarely left the place, seriously lacking sunlight. It might have been this lack of sunlight that led to his chaotic aesthetic taste.
