"Rat-tat-tat!" Madela led the others charging towards the valley floor. Guarding the valley were Bar's elite guards, more ferocious and loyal than others. Fully aware of the battle's significance, they charged with overwhelming momentum, like wolves smelling blood, letting out strange howls, brimming with fighting spirit.
The sudden appearance of people made the already chaotic pursuers even more fearful, hastening their escape. But how could two legs outrun bullets? Those at the back were shot down, and those few who were daring enough to attempt a counterattack were swiftly shot by the advancing Mountain Eagle Team, shattering any will to resist.
