Ch 110. Rake-Fu and the Motley Crew

The dusky twilight casts an eerie glow upon the clearing, its fading light highlighting the menacing grins of the bandits surrounding us. As I draw in a shaky breath, my heart pounds wildly in my chest, as if vying to outperform the symphony of crickets.

My mind races, scrambling to devise an escape plan amidst the encroaching danger. But with a swift flick of her wrist, Bree pulls out a pair of daggers, her mischievous grin undeterred by the looming threat.

With a swift, confident motion, Sasha reaches into her leather pouch and produces a meticulously chiseled gem that radiates a mesmerizing, deep red glow. The intricate facets of the gemstone seem to dance with light. Its radiance captures my attention and sets my mind ablaze with curiosity about the mysterious powers it may possess.

Naomi has a small gardening hoe, wielding it like a seasoned warrior. She’s lucky she’s got that just to go along with my farmer disguise.

And there I am, David, the unsuspecting farmer thrust into t