Striking Our Own Friendly Forces?

Ever since Prince used the Beast God Transformation Necklace, he was just like Teemo crouching in the bushes, but with Zed's skills into the bargain. Without True Sight, even a Legendary Big Shot would find it hard to detect that he had turned into a ground rat.

He could never have imagined that a ground rat could possess Epic Tier strength.

The assassins of the Shadow Alliance were ambushed and killed.

The orc assassins were ambushed and slain to a man.

When news of these various events reached the ears of the four Dwarf Kings, their faces immediately turned green. Outsiders who did not know better would have thought they were wearing green hats.

As for the Bluemountain King, upon hearing that one of his subordinates had wiped out the orc assassins, he wore an utterly mournful expression and choked back sobs, muttering, "I have it so hard, I have it so hard..."

The other three kings cast looks of comfort. Although this huge, round scapegoat was currently strapped to the back of the Blue Mountain Dwarves, they were brothers in misfortune. If the Frostbound Sword Saint came looking for trouble, he certainly wouldn't target just one of them.

At the very least, the four of them were acting in concert. It was impossible to abandon allies now simply because of a Saint's threat—that did not align with their interests, nor could they afford to let themselves be picked off one by one under pressure.

If the four dwarf kingdoms banded together, they might just be able to withstand the pressure of a Saint. If they truly split up into isolated units, that was when they wouldn't be able to hold out.

"What do we do now? Gurtai sent me another Sound Transmission Scroll message, saying that if I don't