A Difficult Maneuver to Escape the Three-Pronged Attack

"You guys better stay here. Don't leave or we won't be able to protect you." Arthur warned Faye and the other rescued slaves.

"What's going on, sir?" One of them asked with an anxious look.

With a grim expression, Arthur replied. "Enemies are coming, hundreds of them."

"That many?!" Everyone was stunned, disbelief written all over their faces.

"Sir, I will help you!" Apoy volunteered, his voice filled with determination. His pride as a warrior wouldn't allow him to hide behind his benefactors.

Hearing this, Arthur immediately rejected him with a shake of his head. "No! Our task is to ensure your safety. I understand your willingness to help, but I can't allow you to take such risks."

Apoy clenched his fists unwillingly.

Arthur didn't linger and left without hesitation.

After he left, Faye asked with concern, her shoulders trembling from fear. "What should we do?"

It wasn't just her, everyone else was also afraid.