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"Calm down Maro. Not yet, I need you to support me, If I can\'t fight alone," Garnt said, patting her head and causing her to calm down.

The she-wolf growled in happiness to be petted by her master and the owner without truly knowing what kind of dangerous situation they were in, no matter how sharp her instinct was.

Ayra and Rona, two of Garnt\'s most trusted comrades and girls, stood apart from each other, their eyes locked on the enemy\'s fortress.

Ayra was standing there with Unami and Kara was in the back since she had less battle experience compared to others.

Rona had Amel, a young and eager supporter, by her side, offering guidance and sharing wisdom. Rona leaned in and talked to Amel, "Keep you alert! We don\'t know what kind of danger awaits us. Also, If I have to help Garnt, I allow you to take full control of my people."

Her words showed how much she trusted Amel.

Amel nodded, his youthful face determined as he replied, "I\'ll do my best, Rona. Your advice means everything to me. After all, I\'m here because of you."

Rona showed her smile, as she thought he was talking about how he was going to support her, but unknown to her, there was a smile playing on Amel\'s face, which no one had any idea what it meant at that time.

Garnt\'s sharp eyes then turned to the gate of the fortress. It was sealed tight with a massive rock, a formidable barrier standing between them and their objective.

But Garnt was the one who built the plan of the mine in the first place, and he noticed a weak point in the hastily constructed wall that surrounded the fortress.

"I can\'t help but feel grateful that we didn\'t have enough time to build strong walls, otherwise it would have been impossible to infiltrate this mine," Garnt muttered to himself, with a little smile thinking how lucky he was.

He turned to his most formidable fighters and spoke in hushed tones, "You there, the strong men. Gather \'round. Your time to prove your strength is here." They approached, their faces etched with determination.

One of the men, a burly warrior questioned, "What\'s the plan, Garnt?"

Garnt gestured to the vulnerable section of the wall. "See that weak point? We\'re going to need to break through it quietly. We\'ll infiltrate the fortress and take them by surprise.

Stay silent, and make this quick. You don\'t need to be too silent but make it quickly. We shouldn\'t give them any time to react."

All the men in the burly men group nodded, a sly grin spreading across their faces. "Silent as a shadow, but strong as Steppe Bulls, Patriarch. We\'ve got this."

With the plan set in motion, Garnt and his loyal band of warriors prepared to breach the fortress\'s defences, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead.

As Garnt\'s strong men approached the weak point in the fortress wall, their breaths held and their muscles tensed, ready to make a silent breach. They raised their massive hands and clubs, preparing to strike at the vulnerable section when, suddenly, the wall crumbled from the other side.

Dust and debris filled the air as the wall gave way to reveal Moga, a cunning rival of Garnt, standing there with a wicked grin. Behind him, his own band of warriors emerged, ready for a confrontation.

Moga\'s eyes met Garnt\'s, and he greeted his adversary with a taunting smile. "Well, well, if it isn\'t Garnt. I\'ve been eagerly awaiting your arrival."

Garnt, his face etched with anger and frustration, clenched his fists but maintained his composure. "Moga, you always manage to appear at the worst possible time. You should have waited until I massacred you and your pitiful men."

Moga chuckled and waved a hand dismissively. "Oh, come now, Garnt. Don\'t be so hostile. I thought we were going to be partners, after all from now on, you\'re going to be mine."

Garnt wasn\'t buying Moga\'s pretence of non-hostility. He could see the cunning glint in Moga\'s eyes. "We are never going to be partners, Moga. What\'s your game this time?"

Moga\'s grin only widened. "So did you come here Just to visit your little fortress? Or do you want to take revenge?" He turned to his men and issued a command. "Boys, let\'s give Ayra and Rona a warm welcome, shall we?"

Garnt nodded to Ayra and Rona, signalling for them to handle Moga\'s advancing forces. Ayra and Rona, seasoned warriors in their own right, readied their weapons and moved to engage Moga\'s men.

But he found something strange about Moga.

\'How did he know about Ayra\'s name? And according to Rona, he shouldn\'t know her name either.\'

[Maybe he overheard them, when you were talking with Rona when you first met him or-]

Eva wanted to say something, but she didn\'t have enough time to talk or the freedom.

Garnt\'s gaze remained fixed on Moga, his voice dripping with suspicion. "We\'ll settle our differences, Moga, one way or another."

Moga laughed, his tone laced with arrogance. "That\'s the spirit, Garnt. Let\'s make this interesting, shall we?"

Garnt\'s voice thundered through the chaos, commanding Ayra and Rona to deal with the men who had emerged from the breached wall. "Ayra, Rona, take care of Moga\'s men. I\'ve got this. Moga is mine!

Show no mercy,"

Ayra and Rona exchanged determined glances before turning their attention to the skirmish at hand. They fought valiantly, aiming to minimize casualties on their side as they engaged Moga\'s forces.

Ayra, with her deadly precision, struck down one enemy after another, all the while keeping a watchful eye on Garnt. She was prepared to abandon her group and rush to his aid if the need arose.

"Fight! Don\'t show any openings, we need to destroy these animals," Ayra shouted, as she wanted to get rid of Moga\'s group, so she could peacefully suck the cock of her nephew.

Amid the battle, however, Ayra spotted another massive figure emerging from the breached wall, a warrior slightly smaller than Moga. Her heart sank as she realized that this battle was going to be more protracted and perilous than they had anticipated.

"Damn it! I always hate these huge wild looking people. Their moves are so hard to predict since they solely rely on their instinct," Ayra muttered to herself, as she got ready with her spear.

The new opponent appeared formidable, and it was evident that he was no ordinary adversary. Ayra knew that their chances of victory hinged on not only defeating Moga but also overcoming this formidable opponent. She shouted to Rona above the din of battle, "Rona, we\'ve got more trouble incoming.

Stay sharp!"

Rona nodded, his eyes darting between the foes they faced. "Right, Ayra. We can\'t let them gain the upper hand. Keep our group together and watch each other\'s backs!"

As Rona fought with her fellow warriors, her attention was briefly drawn to Garnt, who was locked in a stare off with a particularly aggressive opponent.

She assessed the situation and contemplated whether she should go and assist him. Garnt was a capable fighter, but it was always wise to support one another in the midst of such a fierce battle and she knew he was the one that needed her help the most.

Just as she was about to make her decision, Rona\'s eyes shifted towards her most trusted companion in the group. Amel was holding off Moga\'s men with a level of skill and determination that matched her own.

He was ensuring that their flank remained secure, and his leadership was crucial to their success.

Impressed by Amel\'s performance, Rona couldn\'t help but offer a compliment. She thought to herself that she had an exceptional team. With a shout to Amel, she said, "Amel, you\'re doing an excellent job holding that line! Keep it up, and we\'ll prevail together!

I\'m going to help Garnt, so keep an eye on others." Amel acknowledged her words with a determined nod and a brief smile.

"You can trust me, Rona, go and help him. Make sure he is safe since we need him, especially I need him alive." Amel shouted back, but it wasn\'t really a bunch of words that came out of respect.

With renewed determination, Ayra fought on, their unity and skill crucial as they faced not only Moga\'s men but this new, powerful adversary while Rona went to help Garnt.

Meanwhile, Garnt locked eyes with Moga, ready for a confrontation that would determine the course of this fateful battle and before Garnt could even react, Moga suddenly started to run and jump into the sky with his stone crusher held above his head.

"You don\'t need your arms or legs. I know from experimenting that humans can survive without them. Just give me your ideas that you store inside your body." He shouted and landed in the position where Garnt was standing, but he managed to swiftly avoid his attack, so he wouldn\'t get his body crushed.