Author: Sixteenth Basket of Mantaos
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At that point, not only the King's compound turned chaotic, but the compounds of the other clans had also lit up their flames, being stirred up by the whole commotion. The dark grassland was suddenly lit up and just like stars in the sky, torches were ignited one by one, like a long fiery dragon, as more barbarians made their ways towards the King's tent.
At that moment, a small cavalry squad had surrounded the tipi that held the Divine Warriors. Seeing that there was no movement at all coming out from the tipi, the leader brought a few daredevil from the cavalry and barged into the tent with swords in their hand. And then, a few seconds later, those few people could be seen flying out from the tipi and landed on the grass at a distant, their faces badly battered with bloody noses and swollen faces.
"Quick, report to the king that these four people are still sleeping in the tent. The rest of you, retreat now! Don't disturb them!" Clutching his own nose that was gushing out blood like
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