The Terrans from downstream didn’t have high hopes anymore, but they were thankful to at least find people who could defend themselves.
Even if the territory was gone, they could travel with them to find a new home. They also seemed much better adjusted to the current situation, so it was probably a native territory, which was already better than what they could’ve hoped for.
After all, not long ago, they were certain they would die.
Faye was already thinking of how to integrate well with aborigines. Fortunately, they had Cree and Valma to help them out.
Speaking of that, she hadn’t been able to thank old Cree for his protection. She never thought he’d do that at all, and she vowed to pay him back once things were more stable.
Anyway, she yelled for everyone to fight alongside these people. She wouldn’t want them to be abandoned because they were seen as burdens. They must show that they, at least, could pull their own weights!
Sadly… they had no chance to show this.
The other teams’ rate of killing was too quick. Before they could run to a distracted monster, it was already taken care of.
"..."
"Go ahead," the redhead said, pointing in a direction. "The gate is that way," he said, before directing a path of fire that temporarily kept a few monsters away, allowing them to follow it.
The other teammates followed his lead and pushed back the monsters in that path, creating a relatively safe way for them.
"Oh, and if you’re asked who got you here, tell them it’s Ansel and team!"
Faye looked at the others and nodded. The Row Villagers could not think too deeply and just followed instructions.
They walked at the fastest pace they could. They didn’t want to be so troublesome, and they weren’t sure how long these kind people would be holding back these monsters for them.
Soon, the people from the team got preoccupied with the groups of monsters that came at them, and they could only run in that direction, regardless of whether they had elementalists with them.
They had their weapons out, prepared to fight themselves, but the journey was surprisingly smooth. Whenever new monsters came near them, some random people would appear, bravely brandishing their weapons to kill the monster.
They didn’t come to protect them, they could tell, because their teams didn’t even look at them.
These people worked in teams and they worked against a few monsters together, mobbing them.
At some point, they even got the impression that these teams were even… competing to get to the monsters first?
Hmn, the heat melted their brains indeed. It probably affected their vision, too.
Anyway, they continued to rush towards the walls, getting close enough to see its state.
Suffice to say, when the Terran refugees really looked at the tall wall with dense sentries, they were quite flabbergasted.
So they really were in a Town? It was much more imposing than they thought…
According to Cree, Towns and Cities definitely had better measures against Extreme Weather changes. Were they really so lucky to actually encounter one? Didn’t they say the monsters around towns were stronger, though?
"Ouch!" Tot yelled when he felt a sharp pain on his arm. He turned to glare at Thor, who not only pinched him—he also electrocuted him.
"Not a dream?"
"You…"
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