The trio moved a short distance away from the main group, and the four soldiers trailing Kisha seized the opportunity to devour as much food as they could, as if escaping from a harsh punishment. They downed their bottles of cold tea in swift gulps to wash the food down before hastily catching up with Kisha and the others to resume their role as escorts.
"Help!"
"Help us!"
But they hadn’t traveled far when Kisha heard distant screams. Instantly alert, she scanned the perimeter and noticed a loud, rhythmic marching sound coming from the east. It was unlike any ordinary group—there were hundreds, and the vibrations through the ground confirmed their massive presence.
Kisha glanced back at Duke, and their faces mirrored each other’s expressions of horror and anxiety. Without hesitation, she turned and shouted toward the group behind her, "Get everyone back inside the wall now!"
The four soldiers who had just caught up with Kisha were momentarily taken aback by her urgent command. However, seeing the grave concern etched on her face, they quickly snapped into action and hurried back to the barricade where the warriors were still at lunch.
"Go back!!!" the soldiers yelled at the top of their lungs as they sprinted towards the barricade, frantically waving their arms to grab everyone’s attention. However, their voices were lost in the distance, drowned out by the laughter and lively banter of the warriors who were too engaged in their playful exchanges over their grueling lunch to notice the urgent warnings.
But the four soldiers refused to give up. They kept shouting, their voices growing hoarse as they continued their desperate pleas. Eventually, one of the warriors noticed their frantic gestures. Initially, the soldiers’ warnings went unnoticed; from a distance, their expressions were unreadable. It wasn’t until someone managed to silence the crowd that the urgency of the soldiers’ shouts became clear.
"Go back inside!!!" The warriors fell silent as they heard the soldiers’ urgent cries. Confusion spread among them—were the soldiers asking them to retreat in full, or just a portion of their group? Uncertainty lingered as they tried to understand the reason behind the frantic instructions.
Their questions were quickly answered. "All of you, go back!!!" one soldier shouted as they neared the barricade, panting heavily. Their assault rifles were slung across their backs, and they sprinted at full speed.
When the soldiers reached the other side of the barricade, they came to a halt, struggling to catch their breath. They coughed and gasped for air, their exhaustion evident. Someone from the truck quickly grabbed a bottle of cold tea from the box and distributed it to the four soldiers.
Aston, puzzled, glanced back in the direction from which the soldiers had come, scanning the area with concern. His frown deepened as he realized he couldn’t spot any sign of Kisha, Duke, or Vulture, who had headed that way for inspection.
"What’s happening?" Aston asked, his tone stern and commanding.
One of the soldiers, still catching his breath, stammered, "W-we were ordered by the City Lord to get everyone back inside the Wall." Bent over, leaning on his knees for support, he uncapped the bottle and gulped down a mouthful of cold tea, sighing in relief as the cool liquid soothed his parched throat and hoarse voice.
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