Moments later, after Sol and the others had dealt with the flurry of arrows, they found the surroundings eerily quiet, devoid not only of Beastmen but even their shadows.
"Captain, these Beastmen are really..." a nearby mercenary muttered, at a loss for words.
Everything that had happened today was unexpected and had completely changed their understanding of Beastmen.
If this was the case with Beastmen, could they continue doing business involving them in the future?
Be destroyed!
Sol felt the same way, but what concerned him even more was why the Beastmen had set so many traps specifically targeting them in the direction they were preparing to advance, and so timely at that.
Once was an accident, twice a coincidence, but three times? That couldn't be ordinary.
Now there were two possibilities.
One, there was a traitor within their Mercenary Team.
Two, the Beastmen had some means of ascertaining their plans.
