Oliver turned towards the sound.
Ethan patted his back twice, making him glance at him.
He nodded, looking towards the same direction.
Oliver's eyes slowly started to burn, but he kept his gaze on those who arrived in front of them.
"More of them?" Ethan mumbled, bringing his sword out again.
Oliver nodded, flicking his hand to alleviate the burning sting around his arm.
His clothes felt clung to his body.
"Stay back," Oliver ordered, turning to look back at Aaliyah.
She looked at Ethan before nodding and taking a few steps away from them, Ruby following suit.
Oliver looked forward with his blurry eyes; he blinked, huffed, and shook his head.
Three people came into view, two males and one female, wearing the same attire—cloaks with hoods like the one he had slain before.
"I will take care of them," Ethan said, glancing at Oliver as he walked towards them, drawing the blade from its scabbard.