Almark – Northern Sword, Southern Wand

Squeezing, squeaking, and stepping on the fallen leaves, the bolapa is approaching.

Both of those two straight faces are faceless, but all four eyes are directed at Al Mark and the others.

And that strange sound leaks out of your mouth without interruption.

As the distance gets closer, discomfort and fear get mixed up.

Dark Demon Bolapa.

Almark explains to them quickly.

"The sound coming out of my mouth has a spell-like power. I use magic with that sound."

That's a completely different way of using magic than Almark and the others.

Do you use magic?

Morgan frowned.

"Looks strong."

"It's strong. When I met him in the North, he was miserable."

Almark answered.

Three bolapagos appeared after defeating a mountain swarm of Durgans.

How many men did the Black Wolf Cavalry lose at that time?

Bitter, terrible memories.

Almark, you run out of the woods with all your might. Don't turn around.

The voice of the resurrected Father. The sword was already stained with Durgan's blood.

How did my father fight Volapa back then?

I should have listened.

Almark regrets it.

My father is no longer with Almark.

"Does having two mouths mean you can use two magics at the same time?"

Almark nodded at Morgan's words.

"That's right. Morgan, you look good."

I need some protection.

Wendy quickly retrieves the little satchel from the bag.

"Have you prepared for that?"

'Cause I was wondering if there was a dark trap.

Wendy said that, spreading the liquid in the jar around them.

"This will weaken the enemy's magic a little bit."

Almark nods at Wendy's words.

"Thank you. It's pleasant."

Yes, it is.

Almark thought.

There is no father beside me anymore.

But Wendy and Morgan will be there.

Such a pleasant companion.

I fight with my people. [M]

"First, prevent the first wave of bolapa attacks."

Almark said.

"There must be a gap. I'll push into it. They need backup."

"Okay."

Wendy nods.

"Oh, I'm scared."

Morgan was so blurry, holding his cane.

"But I'll do my best."

Borapa stopped at about twenty steps from Almark and the others.

Damn it.

Almark whispers inside.

It's still far away.

The sound of bolapa suddenly rose to a high altitude.

As soon as I thought about it, a lava-like condensed fireball appeared in the space in front of me.

"Deal with it alone."

Almark screams.

From the ball of fire, two flaming snakes with tails were thrown at three people.

"I will."

Morgan strokes his staff.

At that moment, the water Wendy sprayed on the ground emitted light, clearly weakening the momentum of the snake.

Morgan's invisible shield prevents two snakes.

But I took two or three steps behind the power.

"Even if you weaken, is this power?"

Morgan groans.

"The next one is already here."

Almark screams.

"I will."

Wendy's arrow of light bounced down the dark arrow that flew over the ground.

Wendy's hair shakes.

At that moment, Almark was running.

The first wave of twice magic. There will always be a gap when it is finished.

Fill in the distance of twenty steps at once.

Cut off that loud neck.

That was the moment I thought about it.

Almark ran toward Volapa, and something suddenly popped out of the bushes beside him.

Black beast.

"Watch out!"

Morgan's scream.

Shit.

Almark rolled onto the ground, being assembled by Mordo.

There are also some other small ones.

Radmar's voice is overwhelming.

The information was there.

I could have expected more monsters.

I was too distracted by Volapa to pay attention to my surroundings. [M]

Almark turned and waved his sword, fleeing from Mordo's claws, and turned back to Volapa.

But that deadly delay.

At that time, a flaming snake was approaching.

He waves his sword at the snake, knowing that it is useless.

A snake split in two by wind pressure attacked Almark without changing the momentum.

Extremely hot.

I can see my chest burned in a magical flame.

Without the robes of whoever they burned with, it would have been a fatal blow.

"Almark!

Wendy's voice.

Two more released snakes are entangled in Wendy's net of light.

Almark shook his sword at the signs as he endured severe pain.

Blood splashes from Mordo's neck as he tried to stop Almark.

At the same time, it sounds like a tall voice of bolapa.

There can't be any time to dodge.

Dark arrows pierce Al Mark's shoulders as he quickly bends over.

Severe pain.

Failure on the battlefield is imminent death.

I made mistakes in seeing my enemies and made irretrievable mistakes.

Almark was ready to die.

But that's not synonymous with giving up.

It's impossible to turn around and return to Wendy and the others. The bolapa in front is much closer.

Well then, at least a dagger.

I looked at Bolapa with my dazzling eyes.

The size of the fireball floating in front of the bolapa was increasing.

From there, four flaming snakes are thrown simultaneously.

Aim for everything, Almark. From four directions.

I can't be dodged.

Almark swallows his teeth.

But if you endure it, it will arrive.

If you endure this, my sword will reach that neck. [M]

Almark looked at Volapa's double head.

Drop one and the two of you will manage.

The moment the flaming snake approached.

The feeling of being pulled by a strong force from behind.

Almark's body, floating in space, was pulled back to Wendy's side faster than the impending flaming snake.

Wendy's object floating trick.

A snake that has lost sight of its target is intertwined and explodes where Almark was just now.

"Severe burns."

Wendy immediately put her hand on Almark's chest wound.

"I'm going to use healing. Morgan, in the meantime."

"I know."

Morgan answered with a trembling voice.

"I can hold it. Wendy was devoted to Almark's treatment."

The fireball in front of Volapa got bigger and bigger again.