Skeleton Knight, in Another World

It seems to me that it was a very large woman who dived the open door with dignity and showed herself.

He was two metres tall, but two more black horns grew from his side head, standing still to pierce the heavens as he wrapped around each of them, which made her look even bigger.

Long pale purple hair is poured into the wind, and the eyes of the same colour as the hair are poured into those indoors with longitudinal pupils that remind them of reptiles.

Small wings grow on the back, rich limbs with white skin like puppets, sparingly exposed chest and abdomen attract the man's gaze even in response. But contrary to such a bold figure, she was covered in black scaly armor, like heavy armor, from her shoulders to her arms, from her hips to her bottom.

And behind her, from around her waist, an armored tail stretches above her height, and the tip of her tail is shaped like a sword shaped by crystals.

If you look at it, it's obvious that you're not a person.

If you know the flow of the earlier story, her words, and the existence of a similar figure to hers, you will find out who she is standing in front of you.

"Dragon King (Dragon Road), Lord Felfivislotte..."

Against her whining, she turned that mouth into a sneer and a grin as she put this one in her sight.

"Positive - no solution. Oh, sure, I don't know what I did at times like this, I was called to jump out, bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye. Does it fit?

With that said, she tilts her little neck with her index finger against her chin to show.

Strict armor is wrapped around troubled flesh, and its gaze releases a sense of intimidation that overwhelms others - but contrary to that, words and deeds are prolonged. Talking like Kyoto valves and their personalities are quite intense.

She doesn't have a tone or atmosphere like another Dragon King (Dragon Road) Williamsfim she knows, or anything like the apex race.

But the presence until the overwhelming presence that stands in front of you can be seen by the skin.

Arian, who was hiding on her own back, puts her like that in front of her, and she tinkles her throat.

And the other behind such a Dragon King (Dragon Road) Felfivislotte, this is a Dark Elf woman, just like Arian, with her hair wrapped around her shoulder length and her powerful golden eyes staring straight at her.

I have the feeling that her face is somewhat like that of Grenis, but Arian, who built it on her, issued "Sister!? The word" solved the mystery immediately.

Arian's sister, surely her name was Ibin--Ibin Grenis Maple.

Dylan turned his bitter laugh toward the suddenly appearing Felfivislotte, and then as he moved that gaze this way, he kept his head down small.

Dragon King (Dragon Road) Felfivislotte, who watched him act like that, turns his full grin this way.

"Huh, you're Arc Laratoia. Interesting presence indeed. My soul has changed a bit. I guess I'm just like Eva."

Sheikh Brian, who reacted to those words she muttered, shows at the edge of her sight.

But Felfivislotte never glanced at his reaction, shaking his long tail gently and approaching himself, slowly circling around and looking from his toe to the ceiling of his head.

"I don't want to hear from Dylan there. I wouldn't be stingy if I didn't help this battle. I just don't know, it came with us. What do you say?"

With that said, Felfivislotte stares at this side with her longitudinal pupils narrowed.

Sometimes my height is almost the same as mine, and my eyesight is the same, so I can't get out of my sight.

"Hmm, if there's anything I can do, I'll cooperate. What do you want me to do?

When I said that and gave it back to her in front of me, she created a grin by raising the corners of her mouth on both ends to the response on this side.

"We're talking fast. Yeah - you. It's okay, it's okay. Take it and eat it. You know, if you and I had a little fun, yeah."

She flickers her hand wrapped in martial bone caged hand shaped armor, pointing her fingertips towards herself and this way.

Tilting her neck to such a request of Felfivislotte, she slowly lifted the tip of her tail and stabbed the crystal sword ahead at her feet to show it.

"Uh-oh, it's in the arena here in Maple. I want you to play. I hope we can enjoy this fight. You just got so uptight, right? How's it going?"

Ask this side by twisting its rich limbs, leaking an invincible grin.

Thanks to that, her fading chest swayed in front of her, and she looked back as she managed to endure that the content of the story was about to fall out of her head.

Usually in this situation, the lay from Arian is likely to enter, but in front of the Dragon King (Dragon Road) Ferfivislotte, the servant can't seem to get into the conversation either.

Behind me comes signs of gazing at the way things are going.

Now, since the conditions offered by Felfivislotte mean playing in a facility named Arena, I can see that the two of us don't play in the sand and dig tunnels in the mountains.

I guess I already knew about this one from what happened to Dylan.

It seems that she offered herself the conditions for this one, after he had previously diagnosed Felfivislotte with his participation in this battle and expressed an interest in what story was going on.

Dylan kept his mouth shut to herself until just before, because he stomped that he could cross on par with her, or because he refused to make a prior choice, or because the Dragon King (Dragon Road) in front of him had stopped.

Dragon King (Dragon Road) Felfivislotte laughs suspiciously and glossily.

She looked at this one earlier and said, "Same as Eva."

Eva and I are probably talking about Evangeline, the founder of this inner city and the first chief. The girlfriend and herself would be the same, Felfivislotte said.

If you saw that Dylan already had more or less a view of her existence when you talked to her from mouth to mouth, you wouldn't have stopped her from turning to herself no matter what she was interested in.

Think that far and exhale once and for all.

"How are the rules and dates and times of the battle? Lord Felfivislotte."

Yes, when she asked herself, the Dragon King (Dragon Road) Felfivislotte nodded satisfactorily and showed her.

Built in the forest capital of Maple, the arena is quite a giant building.

The exterior is reminiscent of the famous Roman circular arena, the Colosseum, but there are also its own exterior parts, such as the walls of the exterior, where the large trees, stretched straight at equal intervals, stand like columns, fused with walls made of stone.

And the atmosphere inside is very different.

First of all, there are few places that would serve as audience seats, relative to the total area of the arena.

The height is set at a height equivalent to the upstairs or third floor section, but it is more correct that it made the space between the outer contour wall and the arena stage the viewer seat rather than surrounding the arena stage.

I guess the arena covers most of the area because the way this arena was used in the first place wasn't built for entertainment.

According to Arian's story, the main purpose of this arena was to train the warriors and so on, and it was rarely used for entertainment purposes such as spectacles.

As one of the equipment used for training purposes, the gates provided to the east and west in this arena are raised. Out of the gates between East and West, the gates on the west side are connected to the Canadian Great Forest outside this forest capital, Maple, through a stubbornly constructed passage.

The reason for this is that warcraft guided in the Great Forest, etc. are brought into the arena so that combat training and observation of their abilities can be conducted on this occasion.

Of course, it is also used for a kind of force-testing pastime: opening the gates and welcoming the warcraft that came in, but it seems to be an act carried out within the Warriors' Regiment, not to attract tourists.

But right now, the arena stage in front of you, the unfortunate spectator seats set around it, are packed with a lot of spectators, and you can hear the exciting talk there.

Where the hell did they hear this story from when the Elves, the Dark Elves, and even the Dwarves would sit in the audience and send a hot gaze to the arena stage?

Not long ago, the giant tree tower in the forest capital of Maple - Dylan says it's called the Central House - was presented by the Dragon King (Dragon Road) Ferfivislotte, who suddenly appeared in the conference room there, as a condition for her entering the war in this battle was this amusement place where she and I exchanged swords.

Because there will be preparations, and if you come to the arena and tell them to visit you at the same time after noon, it will be like you've already seen it.

Whether she herself touched it around or many people hungry for entertainment, if she got here for now, she'd have to go along with the entertainment, as she wanted.

To stop this immortal (undead) invasion, you need to defeat the enemy in two fronts.

To slap both enemies on the invading side of the Kingdom of Delfrent and enemies on the invading side of the Kingdom of Salma, one needs another powerful ally, as he or she takes the lead.

Her tone and rhetoric when relative is quite odd, but its entangling atmosphere is distinct from that of Dragon King (Dragon Road) Williamsfim.

I know you need to entertain her precisely in order to attract her jerk off, but I'm not sure if that's possible at all - because there are a lot of people in this world who are really powerful.

Dragon King (Dragon Road) Felfivislotte, she would be one of them again.

Looking over to the surrounding viewing seats, he has come to watch Arian, her sister Ibin and Elder Dylan to the point where they are a step taller than the rest of the seats to Chief Brian and the ten Great Elders.

And the green hairball, Ponta, was in Ariane's arms, and was spinning into Ibin.

Dive through the east gate of the arena looking up at them like that and move on to the center of the stage.

Felfivislotte has yet to show up.

People's reactions are enhanced by their appearance on the stage.

Since many of the spectators are warrior-inspired elves, it seems likely that there will be obstacles in the future if they look too poorly dressed, as some of them will be shoulder-to-shoulder in the next battle.

He enters the center of the stage and sets up the Heavenly Shield of Teutates and pulls out the Sword of the Holy Thunder (Karadborg).

Suddenly, as if waiting for it, a whirlwind gushed against the sky, a dragon king (Dragon Road) Felfivislotte appeared as a flying man with his little wing on his back over the arena.

Apparently, we're not fighting dragon forms.

I don't know how big her dragon form will be, but if it was bigger than Williars Fim, it wouldn't be the size to be rammed in the arena.

At worst, it is easy to imagine the arena turning into a pile of rubble.

─ ─ First of all, it's about peace of mind.

When Felfivislotte steps down to the arena stage, the wind that was rolling stops.

A cheer from the tourists in the arena greeted her.

"Chi, it's getting so noisy. Don't you have to enjoy the afternoon? Really bumpy, start mahika"

Say no or no, Felfivislotte kicks the ground and comes stuffed in an instant with time for this one.

No, that speed would be more right to describe it as coming in like a missile than as stuffing a mistake. She punches her armor-like hand into the shape of a piercing hand.

An instant judgment - - I try to play it with the shield on the left, but the next moment, the shield is about to be taken arm by arm by arm by the shock that hits me, and I unwittingly retreat, but soon the next attack hits me.

"Gu!?

The sound of impact echoes as if heavy metal masses collide within the arena.

"Look, just keep it from happening, huh?

Her voice bounces and her body flies reflexively back to the unpleasant hunch she felt behind her brain for a moment.

The hunch was right, and she was swung down from her head wondering if the armored tail, the crystal sword at its tip, had stretched in an instant from her waist.

The blow was struck with a piece of paper, but the sword of the lowered crystal smashed the ground, which was the arena stage, and a hole was raised as if it had been decided on the place.

"Hey, I poked a blind spot. I thought no. Quite well, the reaction is good."

Felfivislotte laughs by the time he says so, swinging his tail again and attacking him.

Eating such a blow would not hurt the boulder's self either.

Play back the looming crystal sword with the same sword and take another step back.

Just playing defense is overwhelmingly more disadvantageous.

In addition to both hands, the opponent will be able to unleash a lethal blow on both legs with her freely moving tail and even her ability to attack. Different tricks.

It would be no exaggeration to say that she manages to wipe out her furious blow as a gift of her high motor vision and combat training with Grenis.

A blow, a blow strikes as if it were an attack by a giant.

Once he drops back wide and the moment he comes forward to chase him to it, this one likewise comes forward and waves the 'Sword of the Holy Thunder (Karadborg)' in his hand.

I wondered if a fierce spark had scattered, and she was holding the blade of the sword with her armor-wrapped hand to stop it.

It was a mythical weapon that could quickly be turned into two pieces by a normal warcraft, and even the same Dragon King (Dragon Road), Williamsphim's body, had been slashed before, but her armor seemed to have no teeth.

The unpleasant friction sounds of metal rubbing against each other echoed in the arena and raised a crease in his ears.

Many of the spectators also look sideways at the sound.

As far as I was concerned, I put in an eye-opening force, but she was using one arm to support her, grinning invincibly as she grabbed the sword with the other.

"Are you really surprised that we're going to face our power?

She still has tails longer than her height - this antagonistic state is the gap she created.

It needs to be sweetened enough for that favor.

"[Rock Fang]!"

The ground around Felfivislotte flourishes, and one fang-shaped rock after another strikes her.

But she flickers it back in a gentle motion, then flashes the rocky fangs that strike her with a crystal sword at the tip of her tail.

That alone severed all the rock fangs, and the wreckage scattered around them.

Her defense would not have required the first blow, but she would have enjoyed the battle by attacking with discipline.

This is exactly the place for her.

"Magic activation in an instant. Oh, not quite. Wow. Well, the power isn't so bad."

At first, I thought that I might hurt Dragon King (Dragon Road), who laughed glossily, but that was utterly worrying, and on the contrary, I haven't been able to scratch her one.

I guess reluctance is useless.

"[Fei Long Slash]!"

Some intermediate distance apart, slapping with a shock wave from outside the range of attack on her tail, plus two or three shots there [Fei Long Slash (Wyvern Slash)] to see her.

But she plays that knowledge with her arms, slams it with her tail, and the attack does not reach her.

As she offsets the shockwave of the slaughter, the excess force that comes into being blows up the surrounding soil and soil smoke spreads on the spot causing her figure to disappear from the spot.

The fact that you can't see from this side means that you can't see from this side as well.

"[Thunderstorm Heavy Rain (Lightning Damper)]!!"

We can't break through her defenses in a soil system with high physical characteristics, so now we're going to attack her with a thunderbolt system.

Atmospheric pressure changes rapidly around the area, causing ambient air to squeeze.

At the next moment, the thunderbolts that cut the air and the shock that it falls to the ground make a loud sound that splits (crunches) your ears, and a dazzling thunderbolt falls around the area.

Since the arena was quite large, it was used on foot that it would not hit the visitors' seats, but there seemed to be a lot of secondary damage due to the flash and high volume earlier.

Many tourists squat holding their ears.

Perhaps the Elves' characteristic of having good ears appeared on the back.

And speaking of the Felfivislotte at heart, her feet remained circumferentially clean, even though the ground around her was burning and blackening everywhere.

From the way it looked, I guess they were rolling out something like a barrier to prevent thunder strikes on this side.

You're an ant for everything when you get here...... blur inside and think about the next step.

"Ha, I'm surprised. Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

"Mmmm..."

That's what Felfivislotte says, sweeping dust on his long pale purple hair, and even perceiving and pointing out the slightest opportunity during the magical attack on this side.

It seems to have been discerned that the damage to the surrounding area spreads after being released too extensively, and that it has been unconsciously braked. What the hell does it feel like?

With that in mind, now she's setting it up better first.

"Farewell, this one too oh so much!?

At the same time as the words, as about six light spheres floated around her one after the other, they accelerated in an instant and flew in a straight line towards this direction.

When the air is cut in an instant and the light spheres are attacked one after the other with a dull sound, the light spheres land straight on the arena stage, causing a small explosion in the place.

Several of them hit me and I managed to flaunt them, but the explosion caused me to land all over the ground, and one place after the other I avoided was gone and I was about to be taken off my feet.

From the firing marks around the Felfivislotte, a new light sphere was created, and they also entered the edge of the field of vision as they arrived one after the other.

─ ─ Shooting as it is.

"[Dimension Moves]!"

Activate the short-range transfer magic to fly diagonally backwards, her blind spot.

The people in the audience heard a startled voice everywhere by scratching out their appearance and instantly appearing behind Felfivislotte.

"[Sacred Thunder Sword (Karadborg)]!"

A pale purple electricity runs, and a sword body like a band of light stretches to about twice its normal length, transforming it into a large lightning sword wrapped in purple electricity, and the sound of bursts that erode the surrounding air is emitted from hand.

"Uh-huh? Well, that's funny."

She, who had already figured out where she was, admits the thunderous sword and distorts her nimmari and mouth.

At the same time, the light spheres produced fly in simultaneously, but when they are swept away with the 'Sword of the Holy Thunder (Karadborg)', some light spheres disappear and some of the bounced light spheres explode all over the arena.

Seeing the dust drifting as if in the morning flowing down to the Felfivislotte standing in the wind, I think it's an irresistible opportunity (opportunity), and at once I magically move into her blind spot to pack that intermission.

"[Dimensional Stepping (Dimension Move)]"

An attitude that already holds and wields a thunderbolt sword - swinging that thunderbolt sword down from behind her after several flights of transferring magic. But...

Bachinn!

A long stretched thunderbolt sword, which she looks back at by grasping the physical swordless part.

"Awkward, awkward. Oh, if it sounded so loud, I wouldn't be able to hit you unintentionally? Don't call it cowardice from behind, we're not fooling around, are we?

That's what I said and laughed quietly at her, and I looked back at her with a sword in my hand.

"Nooo, may I ask how you hold the Sword of the Holy Thunder (Karadborg)?

I thought it was normally impossible for a sword body still wrapped in purple electricity, of course, to grasp parts that were not material swords, but she was holding on tight in front of me and I can't see the effects of the wrapped thunderlight.

Thin laps and her entire body wrap around something like pale light, but this...?

When you can clearly recognize your opponent's condition by stopping moving, your gaze matches hers.

"The scale of our Dragon King (Dragon Road) is so easy to scratch. Besides, this scale shows its true worth. Wow, this is how magic plays when you wrap spiritual power around it, huh?

The moment she said that and laughed, her tail was lifted to twist, and the cutting-edge crystal sword struck this way.

I accidentally tried to peel off the sword she was grasping, trying to counter it with the force that had existed, and the thunderlight on which the sword was wrapped was locally enlarged, playing her hand.

"Huh!?

When Felfivislotte turns to a stunned look and each other falls back heavily in the recoil at that time, she bounces back the crystal sword she manipulates at the inches with a thunderbolt sword.

A clash of each other's swords sounds like a tall scream on the spot, opening up the intermission a little and staring at her.

Being able to hold a thunderbolt sword without an entity would be a testament to the fact that magic is unlikely to reach her body.

Dragon King (Dragon Lord), who wraps light around her thin and whole body, can deactivate an attack classified as magic with a high degree of precision, which means that she can barely reach normal physical or magical attacks in that state.

I don't have a winning eye for myself at a time when the attack isn't advantageous, but...

But can I see that her reaction earlier..., betrayed her expectations?

But there's not much left of a way to bet your hopes on that anymore.

Until now, magical power has been practiced in such a way, with an emphasis on keeping it as low and controlling as possible.

That's because in this world, it's not like a game. It's going to be extraordinarily hard to control for that magical power to increase just as much as you put magic into it.

Unlike his own will, the magic of losing control causes damage besides the target.

That's why in the company and in La Latoia we weighed in on control by refraining from magic in our free time.

But light magic doesn't penetrate the scales of her proud iron wall armor.

This place has a special blow...

Throw the shield you had and point the sword pattern you were holding at your opponent with both hands.

"Come, keeper of time! [Snake Lion of Time (Ioan)]!"

A huge magic formation emerges at your feet, and a magic formation for summons, composed of several lines (Zenmai), like a mechanical clock, begins to spin regularly.

And the magic formation at his feet flexed greatly, and from there appeared a giant serpent with the head of a lion.

The lion snake slowly as it is, but as it quickly wraps around the other foot, it crawls up as it is wrapped around the body.

His opponent, Felfivislotte, looked at the sight with an interesting eye.

It doesn't mean there's room for the strong, it's only to show each other's moves to the audience that we're entertained.

Eventually, as the lion's head climbs to his shoulder, his sharp fangs peek into his neck muscles at once, and at the same time, the lion snake turns into a tattoo tangled in silver armor, wrapped in pale rainbow light all over his body.

The keeper of time fixes the operator's time and jumps every obstacle for only three minutes - one of the summoners, but also consumes a lot of magic and has a short effect time. Cost-effectiveness is remarkably poor, but in reality it would be a breaking ability to produce even a small amount of invincible time.

I won't hold her attacking you - [Snake Lion of Time (Ioan)] for that matter.

And...

"[Sacred Thunder Sword (Karadborg)]!"

As you pour more momentum into concentrating on one point than usual activation of the magic in you, the purple electricity that was wrapped around your sword swells up and a dazzling flash begins to run around you.

To stop the sword body from starting to grow indefinitely, lean to its full control.

"Nooooooo!!

Staring at the sword of thunder that swept around me, I remember the other day when I let it descend and ravaged and a new "Angel of the Origin (Mikael)" used it in my memory.

One of the warfare moves she used [Red Enforcement Sword (Rubrumflamma)], a fiery sword wrapped in immense magic, but according to her will it showed with unmatched precision.

I manage to extract the feeling of that time and manage to output it at all costs, fitting in with the current situation, while controlling it at all costs - this conflicting feeling of twisting is completely difficult to explain with my mouth.

Though the lightning sword settles on a somewhat shaped object, it is difficult to maintain this condition.

"Come, come!

Drink your temper, squeeze the sword in your hands, and run straight into her.

I don't even have room to handle metastatic magic right now.

When Felfivislotte sees how things are on this side of the spectrum, and she smiles like she really enjoys it, she has created a number of light spheres around her that are out of digit from earlier, and has set it up to bathe toward this side at the same time.

A storm of light bullets, like countless meteors, thrust into it with all its power without defense.

The landed light bomb explodes with more power than just before, involving everything around it and the ground blows up.

Even if the light bullet strikes directly, the barrier when separated by the [Snake Lion of Time (Ioan)] bounces off its crease, but you can't see it before at all due to the winding earthen smoke and explosion storm.

"Whoa whoa whoa!!!

Pushing forward to our martial arts as he roared to shake off the invisible fear (...).

At the next moment, a light bullet appearing out of the soil smoke plunders his head, explodes, and the helmet he was wearing blows back.

[Snake Lion of Time (Ioan)] has expired.

Hassle in controlling the "Sword of the Holy Thunder (Karadborg)" and the time remaining seemed to be considerably shorter.

You can't prevent it if the next light bullet hits you - the moment you think about it, the smoke in front of you breaks and clashes with Felfivislotte's miserably laughing gaze.

The crystal sword on her tail reacts at an invisible rate, intersecting herself and herself.

"Guuuuuuuu..."

The feeling of her crystal sword eating up slightly on her neck muscle and blood passing on to her body, but not a fatal wound, slightly slashing the skin.

By contrast, the thunderbolt that I had already wrapped in the "Sword of the Holy Thunder (Karadborg)" had extinguished, but up to half its sword body had pierced Felfivislotte's abdomen, from which blood was overflowing.

To the sight he, of course, turned the people who had breathed and watched in the audience to a look of amazement.

Release the pattern of the sword you were holding by accident, your own hands tremble and see the sight stained red with her blood.

As Felfivislotte droops his head (like this) on the spot, he collapses and pokes his knees.

"Ark!! What are you doing!? Recovery magic!! Quick!!"

A familiar voice that sounds like a whitened head.

When I turned my gaze to it, I saw Arian screaming in desperate shape, finally returning with a few thoughts, and I rushed over to her side.

But the next moment, when Felfivislotte, who was about to fall and fall on the spot now, unraveled through the 'Sword of the Holy Thunder (Caradoborg)', which was deeply stabbed in his abdomen, he was swung away thoughtfully at himself, who was nearing without any sense of alarm.

Guyin!

I couldn't accidentally flaunt the peak of the sword in front of me, and I had fallen into the back, not expecting to be hit directly by the face without my helmet.

Because of the effect of the Dragon Crown Tree (Road Crown) Spirit Springs, which I had been drinking before this pastime, I was struck in the face by a sword like an iron mass and the blood was spilling out of my nose.

When she looked up without understanding what had happened, she held the Sword of the Holy Thunder (Karadborg) on her shoulder and pointed her finger at this side with a smile.

"Is there a gap?"

With a confusing head, I see her abdomen - where the "Sword of St. Thunder (Karadborg)" had been stabbed deeply until earlier - but there was no such thing as a scar anywhere, and a beautiful umbilical cord (navel) was exposed at all costs.

"... what the hell is this??

I manage to wake up and look up at her, holding down her painful face and nose.

Then she smiled like a prank and stroked her own stomach in the wind of nothing to show.

"The human form of Dragon King (Dragon Road) is very special. Wounds like that don't hurt a lot. You can never imitate secrets, can you?

Seeing her laugh at that, the question arises as to whether Fujidragon King (Dragon Road) is immortal.

"Damn it, there's no reason to be immortal, is there?

I tremble with bottomless thoughts at her answering as if I had read my thoughts.

"But, well, I enjoyed it enough, and no, this is the end of the fun."

Having said that, she stabbed the "Sword of the Holy Thunder (Karadborg)" on the spot, pointing her gaze at the Brian chiefs sitting in a high audience.

"Well, from here on out, we're talking about future battles!!

In response to her remarks, when Chief Brian nodded loudly, the ten elders around him also rose.

"Everyone, we are now going to fight a great battle since the Great Canadian Forest was built! This battle is to protect our countrymen, our neighbors, our own people!!

The story that Chief Brian began to tell to the people who were stuffed in the gallery was greeted with enthusiasm by him.

In the meantime, when he was able to play the leading role of securing his power, he fell down as a big man on the spot, hanging his healing magic on his face, and then sighed heavily.

"Huh, you're so tired today..."

Blurring at such a thing, I watched a clear blue sky from above the arena stage.