The Orc Wolf Riders behind them, desperately urging their Worgs after the High Elf Frostwolf Rangers, also glanced up at the sky. They knew that High Elves often used owls to carry messages.
But the Orc Wolf Riders had their own thoughts about it. Their seven riders were locked in a fierce running battle with those ten High Elf Frostwolf Rangers, so why had this owl come? What message was it bringing the ten High Elf Frostwolf Rangers?
Could this owl that had suddenly appeared over the battlefield be warning the ten High Elf Frostwolf Rangers that Orc reinforcements were about to arrive? Could... could our support troops really be here?
Over such a short distance, if the troops behind them had truly wanted to catch up, they should have done so very quickly. Even arriving now would already have been very, very late. Still... thankfully, however much the reinforcements had dawdled, they had caught up at last.
The Orc Wolf Riders secretly rejoiced. They all felt that as long as they kept these ten High Elf Frostwolf Rangers occupied until their support troops arrived and surrounded them on all sides, the Rangers would have no escape, even if they sprouted wings.
The ten High Elf Frostwolf Rangers being chased by the Orc Wolf Riders were also deeply puzzled by the owl's arrival. Its three sharp cries and three circles overhead were clearly an urgent signal.
What could be so urgent now? The ten High Elf Frostwolf Rangers were puzzled. Could those Mountain Lion Nightstalkers not stop the Orc reinforcements or even delay them for a little while?
But even if those Mountain Lion Nightstalkers couldn't stop the Orc Wolf Rider reinforcements, surely they shouldn't have let them arrive so quickly! Damn it! Were those Mountain Lion Nightstalkers all useless?