Tower of Karma

"You told me to trust my eyes!?

"Um, I said"

With great care, Ark did his best. Keep an eye on the flames and keep hitting the stone bridge so they don't stand up and disappear until now.

Therefore, this situation was incomprehensible by arcing.

Because there was a lot of 'Warcraft' at the end of the right path.

(Impossible! I'm not mistaken. Did you get these eyes wrong? No, it's this time of year, huh? Is that possible? Something that's never been the same)

Ark had gotten this eye and was more shocked than when he defeated El Sid. That's when my eyes didn't go wrong. Whatever I did, the future just didn't change, and I was just wrong that I was in love with being able to change any future.

Things that are different in this situation.

"... we have to do it!

Alfred pulls out his sword.

Warcraft hasn't even made small moves. You don't recognize Alfred as your enemy.

"I have no choice but to do it."

The arcs also line up. Now, don't waver at the monster.

To the monster they are only prey wherever they go. A mere presence to eat.

(... the lights aren't out. Well, there's a way out!

Ahead, Ark. He waves his sword and pierces the monster.

"Ooh, ooh, ooh!"

A cracking mood. Cut from the top, a blow that has the destructive power to break both, even if you are human or heavily equipped. But it never reached the monster's skin.

"Gru."

"Kuha, you monster!

I'm not responding. Body hair that combines steel-like hardness with hair softness inhibits the blade. Ark retreats just to be shaken.

"Shh!"

Seeing that arc, Alfred runs a sword weighing on sharpness. Even if it reaches the outer skin faintly, one thin skin ends up just drawing the monster's attention.

"Grrr!"

"What, nah!?

But the price is huge. A wave of arms, Alfred's body floated to a blow he wasn't so serious about. Differences in force, differences in scale, and irrational extremes. Alfred is blown away while giving him earthen smoke. Stick to the unreasonable face that remains in its hands.

"Aah!

No. punch from the intense stepping in of the arc. The monster, a servant to the destructive power that retreated El Sid, also glanced at the hostility. The monster bursts into the ground. The arc makes it go away, avoiding it even while avoiding it from the threat's turnaround speed.

"Grunt!"

The moment he decided it was inevitable, Ark advanced with his readiness. Strike in from the front before the opponent accelerates and cuts. The knight's inquiry and the king's eye judged it a viable path.

"Gugga!"

"Oh, my God!

The Knight King's giant floated easily. Without scratching his opponent, Ark was slapped by a blow-up tree. "Guh," said Ark, slipping off the heights.

While I remain critical and conscious, I shed zero swords.

(Old, is an excuse. I don't feel like I can win even in full season)

Alfred bites his teeth when he sees Ark's misery.

Even Arc, who is far better than Alfred in his powers, has conjured up reason. I can't think of a single thing I can do with my hand tag.

"... like this, by the way"

The flame of life shakes in Ark's eyes.

"You're gonna lose!

Alfred's roar. Fly to the monster with all your strength.

We have no choice but to attack our opponents, strike their swords, and continue to despair at the lack of response. To survive, there is nothing more than despairing but eating down.

Keep your opponent's agility in your calculations and survive without their ridiculous power. Limits of coming one day, death. Calculation based on information given by Ark. Whatever you think, it doesn't even buy you time, it's just a bad lift.

"Yelena! Just you run!

But she doesn't make it faint. Probably unable to move due to fear.

"Damn, wow, wow!

We have to protect Yelena, Mr. Ark. That readiness burns Alfred's brain. I don't need 'you' or anything else if I don't get an answer. Abandon thoughts, burn down reason with that enthusiasm, and subjugate even instinct--

"Gahhhhhhh!"

congested Alfred's eyes. The practice of detachment learned from Lester von Falke. He gets there at this rate because he knows the human body.

"Colos, Colos, Colos, Colos!"

The monster shows intense vigilance in a blow that is sharp and combines force.

"Gahhhhhhh!"

Warcraft roar. Sound pressure as if the whole forest was trembling.

"Gaaaaaaaa!"

Loser and Alfred also raise their voices. Let any means be used to try to survive. He said he would protect his life, her life, the lives of those who admire him like his grandfather.

"... you can't win. But why, why, the lights don't go out. On the contrary -"

Ark had seen a lamp that had no sign of disappearing from earlier and was full of question marks. Now that we've encountered the monster and Ark has fallen, there must be no winning strengths beyond our limits. I know that. And yet, the lights don't go out.

Then there must be something.

The meaning of this encounter itself is, on top of it, something that all of us in this place will survive.

"... Guga!?

All of a sudden, the Warcraft turns its gaze in the wrong direction. Not Alfred, not Ark, not to mention Yelena. Nothing, no one should be in the woods.

"Guru."

The Warcraft took a state of battle. Neither Ark's Special, nor Alfred's Limit Break, were the four legs of the Warcraft that never drew out. I guess it's a serious setup.

Pressure jumps.

"... what do you mean?

I no longer see the Alfreds. Now we can escape.

"You know what?"

Ark is good at it. If anyone can stop this monster, there is only one of them in this Laurencia. The man known as the strongest creature on earth, the real one in the real world that everyone doubts and admits is the strongest in a single combat force after his defeat in the war.

"You would sell too much oil in El Touré, you idiot"

Only Ark knows. That if you were eating roadgrass, it wouldn't be weird for the man to be in the land. Only Ark understood. Why didn't the lights go out?

"Gaaaaaaaa!"

Warcraft alert reaches its climax.

At that moment...

"Whoa, that's a good voice. I heard it from afar."

Alfred's whole body was total hair in a different direction from what he encountered with the Warcraft.

by a man in black who emerged from among the trees.

"I'm in, I'm in."

The most powerful man on earth, Wolf Gank Strider, the Black Wolf King, reigns on this occasion.