Chapter 620 The Campsite

• There was something familiar about these people. Ellen couldn't quite place it, but she was certain she'd seen them before—maybe even crossed blades with them in the past.
• Only now, the air around them felt different. These weren't the same people she had fought before, at least not in spirit. Their presence radiated an even stronger, more disciplined intensity.
• Ellen instinctively tightened her grip on the dagger, ready for a fight at any moment.