Ficke came down the wall when he did, and at the end of the day, he jumped to the floor from about twice his height, along with the hanging voice, OK.
"No, I got a terrible look"
He approaches Ain and Almark, saying so in a bright voice.
"Ain't that two pairs of transfer students? You're here to help me."
But neither one of the two voiced can stand up properly because they are running out of power.
"Thanks."
Saying so lightly, Ficke approaches Eldain with his usual non-nervous face.
"You're not moving anymore."
I kick Eldain's black horn with my fingertips and laugh.
"That was a monster. Well, you knocked him out with my rock."
After I say soggy, I compare the two nogging alternately.
"Oh, my God, what's wrong, both of you?"
At that moment, the hall was engulfed in darkness.
Ain't put out the fire.
"Wow, it's dark!
"Shut up. I'm tired already. You turn on the lights."
Ain says cold, Ficke rushes and puts a light in his hand.
"Hina. You must be surprised."
"This is the one that surprised me"
Ein says.
"There was your blurry robe at Eldain's feet. I thought you were eaten."
Ficke shall be decent.
"Eldain? Who?
"That's his name."
As Ain pointed at the giant lying on the floor, Ficke nodded, oh.
"You mean this guy. No, really. Suddenly I was hit by a dark cave and attacked by such a big monster when I thought I'd been walking for a long time. Well, they just ate the end of the robe, so I could climb the wall, so I'm glad I did."
"You've been snapping at the wall the whole time."
"No, that's it."
Ficke's voice is only bright.
"I climbed over there. It feels good."
That's what I said, pointing far above the wall.
"So I was sitting there waiting for this guy to go somewhere, but he had nothing to do, and when I realized he was asleep,"
"You slept."
Ain's voice trembles.
"I was worried about you and I couldn't sleep much."
"There, it's big enough to lie down"
Ficke does not go through Ain's expression or anything at all, and goes on.
"But you're strange. I must have slept a long time, but I'm not hungry or thirsty."
'Cause it's this body crap.'
Ein still tries to explain.
"You must have been sucked into the book, too."
"Whoa. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah."
Nod as Ficke remembered.
"There was a glowing book in the library, like Ein said. When I opened it thinking this was it, my hand suddenly reached out from inside the book."
"The glowing book is next to it. You made a mistake."
Say it with a face like Ain chewed up a bitter bug.
"Oh, really? But I'm surprised. This is where you find yourself."
Ficke said without giving in.
"Well, but I wasn't that worried. Because I knew Ain would come and help me."
"That would be... obvious"
Watching Ain snort, Ficke laughs.
"I believed you, but I knew you were happy when I found out you were really here"
"Mm..."
Shut up with Ain's evil looking face.
There, Almark, who finally stood up, approaches.
"Ficke, I'm glad you're okay"
"Ooh, transfer student. Is it Almark? You've never talked like this before."
Ficke grinned.
"That was amazing, that magic. You had an explosion on your back."
Miscellaneously they praise the magic, and Almark snorts.
"Oh. You were the one, the last rock was accurate. Thank you."
"That was good, wasn't it?
Ficke laughs good at it.
"I knew you two were here. This creature magically pulls one of the rocks into the wall and keeps it. So I was wondering when I was going to leave, and Ain screamed that the weakness was there, and then your big firepillar went up. I thought you were here."
Ficke nods at his words and gestures to hand something over.
"Draw the flames from that pillar, too. See, that's what I'm good at. I burned the rock on his back."
"Wow."
"Right."
Ficke smiles like he's good at it.
Then I took a serious look at Almark's whole body.
"And you can't help it. Your whole body is bloody. You're gonna be okay."
"It's okay."
Almark smiles.
"I'm used to it."
Ficke peels his eyes at the answer.
"You're used to it. Are you broken or something?"
"Maybe. But because it's a body of rashes."
"Karisome... uh, that means"
Ficke looks back at Ain.
Ain was slowly getting closer too.
"The true body of you is now asleep in the infirmary of the College"
Ain said.
Ever since yesterday.
"Really?"
Ficke speaks up.
"So, what's this?
As I say, I touch my body sticky.
"I told you it was a razor body. It's like a soul."
"Heh."
Ficke shouts softly.
"A soul. So you're both souls."
"So that's what you're saying"
After saying it with a fed up face, Ain turns to Almark.
"Almark. I've made you take on a hard role."
That's what I say, I see Almark's body with a painful face.
"No matter how much it cost, this... it wasn't weird to lose my life"
"That's okay."
Almark shakes his head.
"I couldn't think of a way to find Eldain's weakness. You did your part beautifully. [M] That's great, Ein."
And look at Ain's face, smile.
"I got your pride to show."
"It's me."
Ein says.
"As planned, if I had come alone, I would undoubtedly have been his bait. I'm not as athletic as he is."
That's what I said, show Ficke in the jaw.
"From start to finish, you were consistently brave. With all that warcraft in front of you, your courage never wavered."
And keep your head down.
"Respect. Almark. To your courage."
"Come on."
Almark waved.
"I couldn't take it down, no matter which one was missing. It was your brain that didn't cloud a bit."
Ain shakes his head.
"I was upset to think Ficke had been hit. I showed some embarrassment."
"Hey."
Ficke interrupted the conversation between the two.
"You mean I'm the one who knocked him out, right?
"Oh, yeah"
Almark nods with a smile.
"The title of the Warcraft Killer is yours."
"All right."
Ein slaps Ficke's head holding his fist.
"Stop it. It's an unworthy title."
"Why not?"
"It's Almark's handle that almost knocked him down. Almark, yours..."
Ein looks at Almark.
"Such a way of fighting cannot be done by southern humans. What the hell have you done growing up in the North?"
Almark answers in retrospect of Ein's eyes.
"Because there are many demons in the north. I was used to it."
But Ain't convinced of the word.
"What did your parents say?"
"My mother is dead. Dad's a travel blacksmith."
"Blacksmith"
Ein repeated Almark's answer and peered into Almark's eyes as he explored.
Almark doesn't look away.
After staring at each other for a while, Ain laughed like he'd given up.
"If that's what you say, well, let's do it"
"What are you talking about? I'll mix it up, too."
It was when Ficke said with a dissatisfied face.
The area suddenly became brighter.
Light came in from the sky.
"The prison door will open."
Ain said.
"Can you get out of here?"
When Ficke made his voice play and Almark smiled and nodded, the light rapidly increased in intensity.
The three of them lost consciousness in that light.