After finishing his questions, Nalant lowered his head and took out a small leather pouch during this last bit of spare time, placing a crude grenade inside.
The pouch, however, was filled with lime powder.
This time, the enemy consisted of two Beastfolk tribes, which meant they had two Beastfolk leaders. A single grenade certainly would not be enough to disrupt the enemy.
"Wild Wolf Knights, charge!" Once the distance between the two sides had closed further, neither side could hold back any longer, and they finally launched their charge.
Nalant put away the pouch of lime powder and began sprinting alongside Raymond and the others.
The Beastfolk across from them were Doghead People and Jackalmen.
Though they had heard what had happened to the encirclement forces in the previous two battles, their sheer numbers made them very confident.
Although the enemy's numbers had increased, the flow of the charge remained unchanged.
A volley of fireballs led the way, and Raymond and the others immediately charged into the Beastfolk ranks, engaging in chaotic melee.
For a time, the sounds of slaughter and anguished screams rang out without end.
"Huh, is the effect really this strong?"
Not long after the battle began, Nalant discovered that even though the Beastfolk had increased in number, Raymond and the others were still fighting with ease—indeed, even more easily than in the previous two melees.
Raymond and the others soon gradually noticed the change as well.
In the previous two melees, they had stood their ground and resisted the Beastfolk.
But now, as time passed bit by bit, they were actually pressing the surrounding Beastfolk back and attacking them.
"Damn it, how are these humans so strong!"
"Yeah! The Wise One only told us to merge together and fight if our numbers were fewer than