Enormous

Overlapping shadows of armored figures started to emerge inside the mist.

The clunking noise of armor and weapons mixed with the raging neighs of the war horses as the Black Knights emerged once more in a group of hundreds.

"Schmidt, Raul, get to the car and get away from this place! 2567, buy me three minutes!"

Charles’ face looked panicked as he noticed the Black Knights’ sudden appearance.

"Three minutes? Consider that done! Schmidt, the machine gun and the magazines!"

Kieran cut the bullsh*t right away, taking the light machine gun and the magazines from Schmidt and waiting by the path the Black Knights would pass through.

Kieran had no idea what Charles wanted to achieve, but he was sure it would be something that would threaten the gray mist.

Otherwise, the Black Knights wouldn’t have appeared in such a timely manner.

The mist seemed to possess a much higher intellect than Kieran had anticipated. It turned out that it could even read common words.