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[color=fff200][b]Yang Bethlehem[/b][/color]

Nodding and following the team, Yang set up as part of the ambush team.

Hiding between the rocky terrain and observing the path that the caravan will go through. Shifting and adjusting the varjo armor she had, a concern rose as she wondered if her own side will recognize her once the chaos starts. 

Well, too late to change. Yang mused as she sighed, hand clutching the club she chosen as a weapon. It was simple and good enough to be used as a quarter-staff.

Movement from afar then had her stilled, breathing slowed as she lowered her head. The tromping, pushing and marching of soldiers announcing their presence before coming closer to their position.

Eyes scanning at the position, Yang eyes was fixated on the leader. This time, the champion looked completely different compared to the previous one she fought with Ozzy. 

Well, only one way to find out as she looked at the caravan. Sighting her targets right in the middle, waiting for the signal from Kira.

The moment she was given the signal, Yang burst into action. Leaping from above her position and falling right in the middle of the caravan, turning a few heads from the guards before a thundering strike to the back of their necks knocked them unconscious.

Hopefully, the rest of the rebels followed her lead now that they're split in half. Something she ensured to keep doing as she knocked all the guards around the middle then moved forward to the champion. Adding further pressure for the rebel to take advantage of it.