Wendy heals Almark's burnt skin with warm light.
"Stay still."
Almark nodded with his eyes closed.
Right there, I feel Morgan's magic swell up.
Shake to play, shake, and swell up again.
Over and over again.
Oh, Morgan is protecting us.
That's all that made Almark's chest hot.
Thank you, Morgan.
You are truly a reliable man. [M]
It's not just a burn.
Wendy murmured.
A broken shoulder bone with a decent dark arrow.
Wendy was amazed at Almark's mental strength, as he was well aware of it.
At the very least.
Almark said with his eyes closed.
"While Morgan protects us. If you move, that's fine."
"I don't want to order"
Wendy concentrates on Almark's wounds.
Morgan helped prevent the Volapa attack, but Wendy felt it was all a piece of paper.
You can't stay behind Morgan forever and focus on treatment.
Morgan wants to help.
Nevertheless, Almark's injuries are too serious.
If you move, Almark says it's easy, but in a short period of time, it's hard to even recover.
Wendy is about to be crushed by the severity of her role.
Still, we have to do it.
I'm the only one here.
Wendy inspires herself.
I want to help Almark, too.
When fighting darkness, I want to be next to Almark.
On the way back to the concert, why did you ask Almark to do that?
Isn't it for this time?
Wendy's forehead was covered with pearl sweat.
Healing magic is not something you can do with your magic.
Feel the magic flow in the opponent's body.
As you respond to that, you carefully pour your magic into it.
Never interfere with the opponent's magic flow.
Be kind and merciful.
The most delicate and quickest treatment you can get for your wound condition.
Wendy leans all over it.
Wendy's expression was desperate in contrast to the soft hand movement.
Almark's gentle closing of his eyes was at least the salvation of the pain.
Wendy forgot about Volapa.
I even forgot the existence of Morgan, who is risking his life in front of us.
I just concentrated on the wounds there.
I will definitely cure it.
Wendy thought that meant she was here.
unexpected explosion.
At that moment, Wendy was pulled back into reality.
I felt the magic of Morgan swelling up like never before.
He managed to protect Al Mark's body as he was about to be blown away by the blast.
A fallen Morgan jumped into Wendy's eyes.
It turns out that the magic that lastly shaped us protected us from the blast.
"Morge....."
Wendy's screaming shoulders were firmly gripped by her hard palms.
Almark was standing up.
I'm weak.
Almark thought.
Amazing explosion.
Blast and roar.
It turned out that Morgan protected himself with that magic.
It turned out that Wendy had protected herself with that sumptuous body.
When I opened my eyes, I saw Wendy sitting down with a wounded and fallen Morgan.
I'm weak.
Almark was pathetic, regretful and helpless.
But they're here to support us.
That's because you trust me.
Such a pathetic me.
Almark stood unconsciously.
"Morge....."
Grab Wendy's shoulder, screaming like that.
Thank you, Wendy.
In that word, Wendy looks back at Almark as she sees something incredible.
Beyond Morgan, I saw Boraparte.
A lukewarm, rotten odor that mixes in the burning air.
"Let the wind blow."
Almark said.
"Extremely cold winds."
Why didn't you ask Wendy?
I protruded my wand without saying anything.
A cold wind winds up.
It's like a wind blowing across the grasslands in the north.
The cold spot appeared on the wound that could not be healed.
But it awakened Almark's spirit.
I can't believe you're going to heal that wound with just that much time.
Marvel at Wendy's power and feel the wind.
The battlefield in the north.
Daily life next to death.
The wind brings back the warrior's soul to Almark's body, mind, and heart.
Morgan woke up his upper body.
On his back, Almark shouted with all his thoughts.
Thank you, Morgan.
From here on out, it's my job.
Not to mention, Almark ran.
The enemy is just twenty steps from Morgan's position.
Morgan literally didn't take a step back from confronting Volapa.
Thank you, Morgan.
Thank you, Wendy.
I'm going to be a warrior in the North now.
Every step you take, you throw away the sweetness of the south.
Your thoughts are clearing up your vision.
The position of the twelve steps.
A black beast jumped from the opposite bush.
It looked like Almark.
Slow.
Running through without slowing down for a second.
At that speed, Mordo's nails cut through the sky.
The two mouths of the bolapa move.
I won't let you talk anymore.
I'll chop your chatty neck off in two.
Almark jumped toward the length.
Flash your dagger.
But at that moment.
My soul is shattered.
The goal is far away.
The sword is dull.
Damn it.
Almark ate his teeth.
Don't get rashes.
Mobilize your magic and tie your soul to the flesh.
You stay right there.
Bolapa leaned against me.
The instantaneous blur of the soul slightly diverted the trajectory of the sword, which was supposed to drop both necks simultaneously.
Bolapa's neck dances in space.
Shit, there's one.
Almark twisted his body the moment he landed.
I tried to drop the other neck with the sword I returned.
Mordo jumped in from behind.
Almark slits his neck without looking behind him.
Aim for the other neck of Volapa again.
It's over.
"Almark!
Wendy's voice.
[]/(n, vs) killing one's mind/
Almark flipped his body again.
It was magic from a completely unexpected direction.
Dark Arrow.
Almark took it seriously without being able to cure it.
Ugh
I swallow the blood coming up, and I look at you.
It was the neck of the bolapa that was supposed to be cut earlier.
Bolapa's neck, chopped off and falling to the ground, looked at Almark without expression.
The mouth is making strange noises in the same condition as before.
The voice of the neck that remains on the body of the bolapa is high.
Almark twists his body and dodges the dark arrow from the body, jumping out to prevent the flaming snake from the neck of the ground with Mordo's body.
Wendy!
Almost at the same time as Almark screamed, Almark's body floated in the air and was pulled back next to Wendy.
Wendy stood in front of Morgan, unable to move.
It was unexpected.
Almark spits bright red on the ground.
"Even if I cut him, he still talked."
"I'll prevent it."
Wendy held his staff, but the magic of Volapa's pursuit did not come under attack.
Bolapa turned a blind eye to Almark and slowly approached his cracked head and grabbed and lifted his hair.
And put your head on the cross section of your chopped neck.
A strange sound echoing from two mouths. It sounds obviously different than before.
It's connected.
Wendy mutters.
Healing.
Bolapa's neck was slowly getting back together.
Almark, tell me.
Wendy looked back at Almark.
A pale face.
Almark also knew that Wendy's magic was close to its limit.
"How can I defeat it? I'll do anything. Tell me what to do."
Almark nodded.
Exposed to the cold wind, the mercenary thought circuit was returning.
Don't lose yourself on the battlefield. Check your hand carefully. There's gotta be something going on.
Father's teaching.
Sure, they had it with them.
I thought it would be a good time for Volapa not to attack.
"I found a way to win. Wendy, your wind cleared my head."
Eh?
Give me the flying leg trick.
Almark said.
"Running faster than his magic."
Wendy saw the bag she was carrying.
The cloth of the flying leg technique is inside.
But Wendy shook his head.
"It's a cloth made for practical use. It only helps to lighten your feet at best. It's not fast enough."
"Yeah."
Almark nodded.
"That's why I want you to call me directly. With your hands, on my feet."
Wendy opens her eyes.
"That's..."
Why Wendy deliberately prepared the cloth.
Because magic acting directly on the human body is dangerous.
I was trying to put magic into another tool and exert my powers from there because I would have applied magic directly to my feet, and if I misadjusted the magic, my feet would have burst and ripped.
I can only ask Wendy.
Almark didn't hesitate to put his feet in front of Wendy.
"It's okay. If you do magic, I can run like an arrow."
Wendy looked at Almark with a pale blue face.
A moment of hesitation.
But I nodded.
Fighting next to Al Mark.
Fighting the darkness with your life is like this.
I made up my mind.
Bolapa's neck slipped and connected.
"We don't have time."
Almark said.
Please, Wendy.
Leave it to me.
Wendy nodded.
"I'll make you run like light."