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“…What the hell? Does this even make sense?”

Jevikal muttered, his eyes wide with disbelief.

Enkrid didn’t respond, instead reflecting silently on what he had done. A voice from behind answered in his stead.

“Are you not going to believe it when it just happened right in front of you?”

When had he returned? It was Rem. Had he seen the half-blood giant stop?

Everyone’s shoulders rose and fell as if they had just sprinted at full speed.

Led by Marcus, the group stood in formation, several archers with longbows already nocked with arrows.

They looked ready to fire at any moment. Some aimed at the giant, though not skilled marksmen, they would have no trouble hitting their target.

Among them were a few with archery skills who redirected their aim toward Enkrid.

“Don’t end up decorating the captain’s head with arrows; hold your fire.”

Rem addressed them sharply.

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