On the floor of the city, several members of the Veritas Corps went around, rescuing citizens and taking them into temporary safe zones scattered all over the planet.
Not just them. Even the guilds had mobilized their own forces in opposition.
"Why do they have so many members?" One of the Corps members asked a guild member beside him as he ducked beneath a sword.
The guild member went silent for a while, then spoke.
"I don't know."
His words were cold.
The guild member nocked his bow, firing a shot straight through three enemies.
His body bent backward from the waist as a spear thrust straight toward his head.
The Corps member covered for him, jumping over his bent body and slashing straight at the spearman's neck.
A crimson spray filled the air as the head fell to the floor with a thud.
The guild member did not stay idle.
Still parallel to the ground, he drew an arrow, placed it on the bowstring and fired it into another enemy's eye.
He rose smoothly.
