Feyn and Bal, the only two Awakened in the caravan, had bought the caravan a great deal of breathing room during the early stages of the battle.
But likewise, they were under immense pressure.
Bal bore the brunt of the largest assault. Several Apprentice Awakened were even specifically targeting him.
Fortunately, defense was Bal's greatest strength. As long as he did not need to attack, he could hold out for the moment, though not for much longer.
Feyn had initially cut through the Gray Forest Bandits with ease, but things became far more difficult once two Apprentice Awakened came after him.
It was clear Marcus wanted to recruit Feyn and Bal, so he had not ordered his men to kill them.
After all, Apprentice Awakened were important and rare resources to him. For any faction, Awakened were its most vital foundation; ordinary people were merely expendable goods.
After watching Feyn and Bal fight for a while, Marcus became interested in them. He called out to the two still battling, "You two aren't bad. Interested in joining the Gray Forest Bandits? It's far better than following this lousy caravan."
Bal gritted his teeth and held on desperately as he said, "Bal accepted the caravan's commission, so Bal must work for the caravan!"
Feyn glanced toward Bal and said, "He's my brother. We would never betray our side in the middle of a fight."
Both of them knew the situation today was dire, yet neither had even considered defecting to the enemy.
Having grown up together, they had experienced many things over the years and witnessed plenty of betrayals and those betrayed.
To them, betrayal was something they could never do, no matter what.
Marcus's expression turned cold. "Hmph. One hard-shelled turtle and one annoying flea. Since you won't join us, then