Chapter 271 - 270. The Predator’s Plan (2)
When I reached the forest, where the next phase of the plan was to unfold, an unexpected and chaotic sight greeted me.
Suspended mid-air, I gazed down at the scene below. The forest floor had become a battleground, alive with the sounds of clashing steel and the cries of combatants. The Templar Knights were engaged in a fierce skirmish with a group of unknown attackers. Their movements were quick and disciplined as they formed a protective perimeter around the carriages. Yet, even their precision wasn’t enough to suppress the chaos.
As if that weren’t enough, a third faction had entered the fray. Their presence added to the confusion, attacking both the Templar Knights and the mysterious group of aggressors indiscriminately.
Three parties, locked in a chaotic triangle of conflict. And at the center of it all, the carriage—a clear and unyielding target for everyone but the knights.
I furrowed my brow and let out a sigh. "What’s going on down there?" I murmured, scanning the disarray. I deactivated the invisibility spell while I was observing the chaos making sense of the people present down there.
Lyall and his team were here on my orders, concealed and waiting for the signal to act. The Templar Knights, as expected, were dutifully protecting their charge. But who were these other two groups? Mercenaries? Rebels? Whoever they were, their interference was an unwelcome complication.
Not that it mattered. The battle was contained for now, and Lyall and Asher appeared to be holding their respective positions well. However, my focus sharpened when I noticed an attacker creeping around Asher’s blind spot, rushing straight for the carriage with a blade drawn.
"Careless," I muttered.
Without hesitation, I descended, cutting through the air with precision. The attacker was mere feet away from the carriage when I intercepted, landing a sharp, calculated kick to his side. The impact sent him flying through the air, his body crashing into a tree several feet away with a dull thud.
The force of the blow rippled through the clearing, drawing the attention of everyone nearby. Combatants on all sides froze for a moment, their gazes snapping toward me as I hovered just above the ground.
Lyall’s eyes met mine, sharp and assessing. I gave him a subtle nod as a signal to movbefore turning my attention back to the attackers.