Before the commander of Intelar's forces even had a chance to recover from the shock of seeing the magician who had just had his head punctured, explosions had already rung out on the city wall.

Never did he think that this group of roaming bandits would have such powerful martial artists among their ranks.

"Young Master Aike, we can't stay here any longer! We have to take cover!" Quinton reacted extremely quickly, grabbing Aike before rushing down from the city wall. From the arrows that had just been fired, he could already sense that those two archers were no lesser martial artists than himself. If Aike were to suffer the same fate as that magician, then all would be lost.

Aike nodded in a panicked manner in response, and he was dragged down from the city wall by Quinton in a daze like a puppet on a string.

With their leader fleeing for his life, the commander of Intelar's forces was also beginning to panic.

"Get all of the shield-bearers onto the city wall! Hurry!" This was the only countermeasure that he could think of for now.

However, he was severely underestimating the pair of enemy archers.

Their arrows were...