The monsters that couldn't attack from a distance also charged to the main gate, tangling with the Adventurers fighting in close quarters.
Colin took a quick look.
The companions who had escorted the carriage with him were worlds apart from these people. That was true for both their will to fight and their combat abilities.
These Adventurers showed no fear at the sight of the monster assault.
Before these hardened Warriors, the short Twig Blights could hardly last three blows. Most were smashed to splinters in a single exchange.
The Twig Blights' counterattacks were ineffective against the Adventurers' protective, sturdy leather boots. Their sharp wooden claws might be fine against unarmored targets, but they couldn't do a thing against tougher opponents.
Colin breathed an inward sigh of relief.
'At this rate, unless a few hundred more Blights show up, there's no way they'll break through.'
Just then, a black raven flew overhead, circling them twice.
