Targets Acquired!

In one swift and smooth motion, the Centurion gripped the handle of his battle axe and swung to his side.

Woosh! Ding!

The silver streak struck against the blade of the Centurion's battle axe as he managed to block it successfully with little effort.

The Centurion narrowed his eyes as he looked down at the object he had just defended the carriage against. It turned out to be a thin silver arrow!

But, not long after he blocked that first arrow, a wave of arrows appeared in the air above the contingent.

"We're under attack! Protect the carriage! Prepare to send the signal to the main force!" The Centurion roared.

At the same time, the wave of arrows rained down in a stream, targeted at the elite troops and the carriage.

The Centurion and Guard Commanders brandished their weapons and knocked away the approaching arrows, ensuring that they did not reach the carriage under their protection.