The poison toad, seeing that its attack didn't kill anyone, let out a loud croak in frustration. However, everyone had already spread out far beyond the reach of its tongue.
The man with the severed arm had taught all of them a lesson. None of them wanted to be the next example. Before, they had been a bit lazy and overconfident.
Why shouldn't they be? They were travelling with the Young Mistress of the Vyre family. One of the twelve great families on the continent. They weren't stupid.
They knew that someone of her standing would surely have a protector. And they were right. They all believed that the Elder standing next to her wasn't just there for guidance.
They believed that as long as they stuck close to her, they would be safe. However, reality slapped them in the face.
Barely a few seconds into facing their first challenge, and they had almost lost a man. There were about twenty individuals in their group, including Belladonna and Elder Glenda.
