"Bombs! Altera seems to have a lot of it!" They looked at the damage and knew that it was a powerful enough bomb to cause real damage!
Belize was also attracted by these weapons. Hopefully, when they win Altera, the lord would give him several.
"Has anyone found the trespassers?"
"Not yet milord, we’re looking for them!" The guards said, a little nervous. In fact, they… didn’t have many leads. Not to mention the unconscious people, but even the guards who came later weren’t able to trace a single one of them.
There were thousands of people inside the interior walls alone, how easy could they track those bastards?
Not to mention, the people who lived in the area were so cowardly they didn’t dare look out their windows during the chaos. That meant they had no witnesses!
But Sen knew he couldn’t say so many excuses if he wanted to keep a bullet out of his head. Hence, he simply excused himself to continue tracking the bombers.
Fargo’s face remained impassive, but if one looked closer one could see the many veins. He turned to look at Eso, who was among the people in leading the battlement forces. "Hasn’t anyone seen their main forces?"
"There’s no news from the outer wall, milord."
Belize observed the interactions. "Milord, they hadn’t even gotten past the outer walls, how could they be a threat at this time?"
At this, Fargo calmed a little. Indeed, even if they got past the outer wall—which they hadn’t—they would still have to get past the inner walls first with its sentries and denser guards.
Fargo’s eyes sharpened, his eyes on the damage they had done.
Altera, I will get you!
…
Inside the interior wall, there was a group of guards walking parallel to a section of the interior walls. They were making rounds now, primarily looking for those bastards who burned down their weapons.
It was all quite banal, but then at some point, they felt… small things were falling down?
An exclamation of pain sounded as he was hit with a small thing. He touched his bloodied nose and cursed. "What the heck, is this hail??" he yelled before extending his hand to capture one. "Wait, what—"
Not ice? Soil?
Bang! Bang!
More and more pebble fell down and they immediately scurried about to avoid getting hit too much. They covered their heads with their hands, only looking up when they finally got some cover.
They blinked.
It was raining… rocks?!
.
.
.
Wait.
"It’s really raining rocks?!"
At his exclamation, everyone looked up, and they immediately gaped in shock. A gorgeous woman was falling down on them along with a few pebbles.
One was so mesmerized that he was hit straight at the face by a pebble and he didn’t feel it—he just felt the nosebleed from a broken nose.
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