[Cat Woken Up by a Midnight Urge] had a clear goal: not a single enemy could be allowed to escape!
If even one got away, they would lose everything!
"Split up and chase them!"
"Our people are waiting up ahead! Those bastards aren't getting away!"
Cat Alliance Leader's command wasn't particularly professional, but a clear head made up for it, quickly steadying the formation of players who had grown a little too eager for credit.
Meanwhile, on a secluded street on the north side of Fog Town.
Clop, clop, clop!
Urgent hoofbeats echoed through the empty, deathly silent street.
A Novice Knight from Winterhold, his face smeared with blood, desperately lashed his horse while repeatedly glancing back in terror.
Cold wind whipped across the Novice Knight's face, and every jolt sent unbearable pain through the wound in his chest, but he didn't dare stop for even a second!
He knew those lunatics in oversized shorts were still chasing him!
"Faster! Go faster, you stupid horse!"
The Novice Knight whipped his warhorse frantically.
The ruins on either side of the street were deserted.
The residents of Fog Town who had been repairing their homes had already been evacuated by the High Priest and Kyle, shutting their doors tightly and hiding inside.
The entire street was therefore empty, with nothing blocking his path.
"Almost there! Almost there!"
As the Novice Knight looked at Fog Town's half-collapsed exit a hundred meters ahead, wild joy lit up his eyes.
He just had to charge out of Fog Town and into the mist-shrouded Wilderness!
With his warhorse's speed, those savages running on two legs would never catch him!
"I'm actually getting out alive!"
The Novice Knight lashed his horse a few more times in excitement, wishing it could sprout wings and carry him away