Chapter 694: Blade of Judgment

The downpour was relentless.

Klay lurked among the bushes, holding his breath with extreme caution while gripping his longbow, using the forest as cover to conceal his presence.

However, a hand suddenly appeared from behind and landed on his shoulder, nearly making the ranger scream. He turned around to find a bearded, rugged old face, grinning slyly at him.

"Hey, Ben! Can you fucking stop scaring people like that? I almost yelled!"

"All that means is your skills are not yet perfect, kid."

Ben curled his lips, moving to Klay's side with the characteristic agility and stealth of a wanderer, silently boasting his expertise. Yet Klay had nothing to say in response, for both rangers and wanderers pride themselves on concealment, and in truth... his own skills were far from perfect.

"How are things looking?"

"No one has come out."

Klay spoke in a hushed tone.

"The others?"