Her Majestic Battle Cry

Chapter 1265

Chapter 1265

As Rafael and Dylan walked, their eyes swept over every corner, searching for any hidden passages that might connect to other areas.

Suddenly, the sound of a whip cracking echoed from ahead, followed by a muffled grunt.

Then the leader’s voice rang out, sharp and angry. “Have you forgotten the rules? Keep your eyes forward. No looking around!”

The man who had been struck with the whip was the one carrying the torch in front of the leader. A deep gash appeared on his back, the mark of a brutal strike.

The man winced but didn’t dare cry out. He immediately steadied himself, lifting the torch high and marching forward with steady, deliberate steps.

Rafael and Dylan exchanged glances.

The discipline here was strict.

Meanwhile, Carissa and the others had already dragged Tiberius into the passage and were moving forward. Not far ahead, a group of burly men was transporting the grain. The passage was too narrow for carts, so each man carried a heavy sack on his shoulder, trudging along with great effort.

the men would likely make several trips tonight, or perhaps even over

deeper, they found that the tunnel branched off into several paths. Each one

Carissa took note, keenly observing the doors to see if they matched the markings on the map. If they aligned, it would confirm

rest, but only briefly before continuing their laborious trek. The heavy sacks of grain bent their backs, but despite the strain, they moved with

nearly two hours of walking, the flicker of a torch appeared ahead, signaling that someone was

some distance behind the group transporting the grain. As the men were much taller than her, she couldn’t see who was

indeed lying in wait with the grain transporters, he would likely be among these men. If they didn’t spot him and Dylan this time,

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hand, signaling for them to halt, his eyes

grain were piled up, blocking the entire tunnel, making passage nearly

had been set down, then ordered his men to step forward and begin moving them. The

Dylan, a lack

help with the grain,

the grain froze in alarm, hopping about on the ground in a frenzy to avoid being bitten

venomous snakes were slithering about,

rang out, calm and commanding,