Manners

The day of the attack we'd planned was finally upon us; outside the city, I and the monster army were getting ready.

Dutton, a Minotaur, laughed out loud while hitting my back.

"We will definitely succeed with this, hahaha."

I wanted to reprimand him for not waving the white flag, but I quickly decided against it when I saw the happiness on his face.

White Tiger was also ready to lead his troops, so Olivia, entirely in sword form, said as we rushed in, "Something's strange, and I don't see anyone in this town even though we've reached the centre."

That's what I thought too. The monsters whispered to each other, and I quickly interrupted.

"Who among us is absent?" they all looked at each other, and one raised a hand.

"The orc named Kayce, no."

"Could it be?" cried Dutton.

"Damn... he betrayed us," just as I said, a giant magic circle sprung above our heads.

I tried to use my teleportation magic to get us all out but failed.