Sleazy eyed the Red Mankeys with a little bit more caution once he saw three of his men get put down in a matter of a few seconds.
"Tsk. Don't get scared of them," he shouted at the bandits. "We have the number advantage. Just do as we've always done."
The bandits screamed at the top of their lungs and began to rush towards the Red Mankey soldiers. Their knives began to glow with the power of mana as they unleashed their Physical Art spells.
Their powers reached the heights of 3-star fighters.
Their attacks were made up of basic scrolls they stole from merchants, yet their execution of this spell was nothing less than deadly.
One bandit slashed his knife to the Red Mankey's neck, with his blade creating sharp crescent waters that launched towards its target.
Another bandit beside him completely disregarded the water crescent and rushed alongside it.
This was a tactic that overwhelmed their opponents.
