277 Sword Dance!

It was someone familiar.

The young lady?

She came as well?

"But my lord..." Dai Lian pointed towards the battered bodies of the two enforcers they had set aside, "Your two colleagues are already injured."

"Colleagues?"

Franca was startled, concentrated her gaze, and only then did she discern the familiar emblem on the two unobtrusive black bundles set aside — a longsword rising with black flames.

Had two colleagues already come here?

And... to be injured to this extent?

Franca's brow furrowed in an instant, alarms ringing in her heart.

It seemed the target was trickier than she had imagined!

Indeed... How could the source of the demon aura that she could feel from such a distance in the military camp be anything but formidable?

"No matter, leave this to me, and fall back."

Like a calf unaware of fear, the young lady was completely unfazed, and judging from the feedback, her first attack had already achieved a certain effect.