The fog in the distance along the street was gradually dispersing. Even though the mist here churned ceaselessly, there was one area it simply could not approach.
A Half-Elf Sword Dancer stood at the very front of the group. As she walked forward, she performed the most graceful dance steps, the longsword in her hand standing upright above her head as it spun without pause...
Waves of Sword Qi spread outward from beneath her feet like ripples. It was these waves of Sword Qi, carrying a sacred aura, that kept the rolling mist at bay. Gray Dwarf after Gray Dwarf charged out from the surrounding fog...
But the Half-Elf Guards behind the Sword Dancer used the plainest move of all—a straight thrust—to send the Gray Dwarf warriors flying.
By all rights, the Half-Elf Guards should not have possessed such tremendous strength. Yet now, they had strength equal to the Gray Dwarf warriors'. With their finest weapons and formations drilled countless times, cutting through these ordinary Gray Dwarf warriors along the way was as easy as slicing melons and vegetables.
Ouling's gaze was drawn to the melee in the distance. The Gray Dwarves, whom she saw as bloodthirsty, vicious, greedy, and cunning, were being pierced through one after another by spears and collapsing onto the street...
Ouling spotted a group of Siren Warriors hiding at the edge of the fog, watching the battle here without joining it.
She immediately grabbed the whistle hanging from her chest, put it in her mouth, and blew hard.
'Beep...'
A piercing, grating sound rang out, and the Siren Warriors hidden in the mist rushed out one after another.
When they saw Ouling, they followed her gesture and surrounded Sabrina...
At that moment, siren songs rose all around them...
But the songs were somewhat chaotic and