Chapter 127: Bandit chief.
"Brother Lee! Where are we going?" They left the cage and crawled behind another wall, when Xiao Lian already forgot the last instruction.
"I need to find my bag!" Lee whispered back.
His first impulse was to look for a way out, but in the backpack was the sect’s token and the spatial bag. After meditating through the day he realized he didn’t want to start everything from scratch again.
Currently he was bleeding and the wound hurt. It wasn’t just deep – Xiao Lian’s sword stabbed right through him, but despite that he wasn’t willing to leave the backpack behind.
After getting past the wall and vaulting over another one, it became clear why no one arrived to help the guard. There were sounds of someone fighting in the ruins and the bandits were rushing about, trying to organize a proper resistance.
It didn’t seem there was a large force against them, but there was an elemental master present. The fiery blasts that illuminated ruins spoke for themselves, but surprisingly, the bandits weren’t panicked nor scattered in order to escape.
Lee quickly assessed the situation.
He arrived here unconscious and didn’t see the place during the day. Now it looked like a large bonfire burned in the very middle of a wide field, surrounded by partially collapsed buildings – probably a former central square of the fortress.
At one side of it was a larger building, almost fully in tact, and next to it was something like a tower without the upper part. At the top of it, on a small platform, stood a man who kept shouting orders at the people below.
"Brother Lee! On the other side of the tower there is a cliff and a river below it. We can’t go there!" Xiao Lian whispered.
"Alright! Which direction you came from?" Lee asked, frowning as Xiao Lian pointed at the spot the fight was the most intense.