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If I were a blood mage, I would buy defective slaves. And they would steal all the treasury and disappear into the fog.

Why? He should be capturing better units.

Ah, yes.

Thanks to the efforts of the squad, the debris was cleared.

/Looks like we're going to search for a hideout? But keep in mind that these guys are snakes. They might come up with something. /

Finally, I got access to a PC and can make a proper post.
Everything happened too quickly. The sound of the explosion from the bombs planted by the "snakes" near Reinheld deafened her. And before she could react, a hail of arrows rained down on the group. But they weren't aimed at her, but at the members of the squad standing in the back rows. Turning around, the swordswoman saw a terrible sight: Aldric, riddled with arrows, was breathing heavily and leaning on the banner. Blood was seeping from numerous wounds, and he seemed to be standing with one foot in the grave. Seeing this, memories of events from four years ago flooded the mind of the Deian warrior. Was history repeating itself? Reluctantly admitting this, Reinheld looked around intently, trying to find a way to get the group out of the trap or help them against the archers perched on the cliffs. However, no matter how hard she tried, no ideas came to her. All escape routes were cut off, and she could only helplessly watch what was happening, relying on the talents of her comrades.

Contrary to Reinheld's fears, the squad managed to defeat the enemy, although many members of the group fell under the hail of arrows. Without losing a moment, she rushed to Aldric and put his arm over her shoulder, hoping to provide support instead of the banner he was holding. — Thank you, — the man quietly thanked his beloved. It was hard not to notice that even a simple word was difficult for him to utter. — I... I can barely see. There was no need to repeat it. Reinheld needed only one simple phrase to understand what was happening. She knew from her own experience that the Heckelites had a great passion for poisoned weapons. — Don't strain yourself, you need to conserve your strength, — the swordswoman assured Aldric, after which she turned to the other members of the group, looking for healers.

When the healing was over, it was no longer so painful to look at Aldric. Healing magic worked wonders, and despite the remaining weakness, the leader of the "Iron Hearts" was already able to move and talk more or less normally. Reinheld, nevertheless, still tried to stay close to him, just in case. And although Aldric was already ready to take on his duties, there was no particular need for it — the members of the squad already understood perfectly well what was required of them. Asmund, who was obviously in better condition, temporarily took over the leadership position and interrogated the prisoners. — You're doing a good job, — the Yagensdorfer praised him for his work, — it's good to know that I can rely on you.

But keep in mind that these guys are tricky. They might pull something unexpected.

Nothing is worse than chests filled with explosives.

But keep in mind that these guys are snakes.

It's a pity they aren't from Vesteria.

Loot with explosives.

Equipped/picked up and exploded?

Yes.

I can teleport you to the next event, to a town, or wherever else you want to go, if you’re done here.

Probably to the bandits' lair, if everyone agrees.

Well, we gathered the loot, took prisoners with us or finished them off (?), healed our status effects, and let's go to the event.

/In short. What I expect is that there might be a trick, like with the Visterian. It's less likely now, but it's worth keeping in mind.
However, it would be quite reasonable to set up some traps along their path to the stronghold, so that the guys who are going with us either intentionally trigger them or tactfully remain silent about their existence.
Don't trust them; they don't have mental immunity for no reason. They are warriors, and they have nothing to lose in defeat; they probably don't value their lives that much. /