Me and Steed are generally walking every thirty minutes alternating.
An hour and a little from the re-departure, and now you're pulling it off. Something is coming up from afar again. Not so fast. Will you be able to escape without being caught up like this...
I can't or the difference is shrinking slightly. Damn......
"Mr. Steed! Keep going! Alec and Serge, you're Steed, protect you!
About five miscellaneous fish is enough for me alone. They all seem to have honestly listened to my instructions.
Demons are... Kobolt... easy wins. No, these guys are undead too!?
Shit, it's a pain in the ass!
Throw a stone before being approached. Damn, I can't hit it! Throw more and more as you slowly escape. I finally hit it...... but it doesn't make sense......
I need a blow to the head...
We'll have to do it with a wooden knife... Tiger Toru is starving for blood tonight...
I wanted to put it in my mouth and say it, but I'm too lazy to talk...
Crush your head from a guy close by. If you hit it, it's a blow. I never mind coming off, if I don't even stop my legs, they won't eat me. I did two! Three left!
I'm already tight even though it's only working a little...
Shit!
There's a fantasy to this!
I'll take care of this place, tell him to go first, and he'll kill his enemies!
I'm not kidding! If those four are going to help, I can die a little bit, but I don't want to die because I have too much to worry about...
If this happens, I'll stop you on your feet. My gear is luxury. Gobolt fangs come through!
Crush the head in the middle of the three. Two other guys bit my right forearm and upper left arm in that gap. Knock your right forearm into the ground with every cobolt and crush your head.
Still, the last cobolt won't leave with a bite on his upper left arm. Now I'm down there. Damn, it's powerful for you to be small...
This guy can't seem to think of anything other than a bite with this guy, and the situation glued.
Would that have lasted another three minutes? I could finally take my right arm off the crushed gobolt. I couldn't leave my shirt because I pushed my arms into it.
Hit him. Hit him in the head with your bare hands. It's not a lot of power because I'm down there, but there's nothing else I can do. Hit him even. Hit the base of his jaw, his mouth loose.
All right, wield your left arm and remove it completely. That momentum punches his left elbow into him! I finally left. I picked up Tiger Toru and smacked him in the head.
I finally wiped them all out...
I'm too tired to move...
Let's take a break. There's no way you're going to be a zombie to me as long as the undead bit you. My upper left arm hurts quite a bit. He has a caged hand under his shirt so his right arm is intact.
Not good if you fall asleep. Calm your mind and breathe. I'm still fine. There's nothing compared to when magic runs out in the demonic realm of the night.
Hmm? Magic?
Shit... I should have removed my bracelet and collar...
No, I should have used magic without removing it.
I don't care how much magic is forbidden. I'm going to use it if I'm going to die...
Damn, okay.
I didn't use it this far. If this happens, I'll score a goal without using it to the end.
We need to catch up with everyone first.
I started walking with Tiger Toru instead of a cane.