"When?
"I don't know. If you notice…"
To Thor, who reached out, Salarisa offers the end of the broken rope.
They seem to have been cut off completely, and I don't see any signs of flaking.
Perhaps the missed pebble hit......
Thor quickly circled his thoughts as he pressed his gushing bitter thoughts into his chest.
A few minutes had already passed since we entered the sandstorm.
All vision is covered with dust, except in a space that opens up snugly in front of you.
I just tried to stick my voice up, and the wild wind would blow it out.
If one of them is too far apart, it is impossible to < restore > the rope because it is unrecognized.
Besides, there was another reason why I couldn't.
Different sounds pop into Thor's ears as he roams.
Three pebbles flying in at an awesome speed.
Slash the two up at the same time and bounce them off, but the last one doesn't eat into your shoulder in time.
Thor slightly clouded his face to the weight that resonated to the bone marrow.
Fortunately, thanks to the new leather armor, the pebble disappears diagonally backwards as it glides over the scales.
But if it was fabric clothing, it must have definitely penetrated.
Thor exhaled quietly, thanking < pain relief >.
Earlier stone crushes, but apparently the evil spirits of the wild wind are using tornado shaped bodies to shoot up sucked pebbles off the ground.
The problem is that it is non-discriminatory.
Thor's eyes firmly caught more than ten stones flying in at least all directions.
It depicts the detached Solas being shot in the back of the brain, and the heartbeat in the chest increases in an instant.
Thor spoke to only one remaining guide as he sank his roughening exhale with his usual breath.
"Defeat that one. Give me a hand."
"Ok......"
Salarisa nods with a hardened expression, twisting oddly the rope that was tying Tor to herself.
The part that was really bound fell apart and the rope connecting the two at once lengthened.
It was a knot as if he had foreseen this happening, but Thor turned his gaze back to the monster without saying anything.
The highest priority now is to ensure the safety of the Solas.
You can't even care that < restore > is exposed for that matter.
Hum and I continued to slash off the stones that made the wind-cut noise, and Tor stuffed the five-step distance at once.
Run a hard blade into a swinging tornado containing white sand.
Without Minmin's response, the sword slipped through its body.
The next moment, the tornado emitted a low, roaring roar.
- So it sounded like Tor.
Having eaten several stone crushes at close range, the body is unbearably bounced backwards.
"Mr. Thor!
It's a big bouncing toil, but if you can't kill the momentum, you can step on it.
Grabbing the rope and raising a hurried voice while returning the ribs, which would probably have been broken, with < restore >, control Salaritha by hand.
"I'm fine. More than that, you know how to take that one down?
"If so, my song first"
The reassured face player starts playing the harp he had in his hand at some point.
Occasionally, light noises overflow from strings bounced with fingers like white fish.
Eliminates fear and improves physical ability.
To confront a vicious monster in a sandstorm, let's just say it's the most deserving song.
"In my experience, this storm will be over in about fifteen minutes. That evil spirit just flies stones, so if you can squeeze it..."
"You didn't hear me? I'm asking you how to take it down."
"Keh, you can't just sword it. Your body is too big to identify the location of the Spirit Nucleus..."
"Right. Then you just have to turn it down."
It is at last the same time as the evil spirits of red water.
But unlike then, there is no cover for Sola.
Stuffing the intermission inevitably prevents stone crushing from close range, causing the sword to retract to an unreachable position.
I feel the tune has been accidentally changed and Tor's caution is slight.
One beat and an unfamiliar wind-cut noise flew in.
Also quickly the blade responds, bouncing off the stones.
And the research that Sarah plays was getting back on track when she noticed.
"... does the height of the sound change"
On the verge of the monster shooting out a stone crush, Thor inhaled deeply as he noticed the tone of the harp change.
If you know the omen, you can deal with it.
And thanks to the song of the player, the body is regarded as full of strength.
And I'm finally determined to be ready.
Tor had already kicked the ground the moment the next stone crush was shot out.
He jumps the pebble with a blade he wields as he penetrates and steps into the time the blade arrives.
There's no point in slashing the air once.
But a few times, if you slash it back, the air breaks there.
Flashing across.
The blade that returns passes through the same place again.
One more time.
A sword body that comes and goes at a speed that cannot even be captured by the eyes.
The tune changes.
Tor lay himself down on the ground.
Finish hearing the sound through your head and wake your body up again.
Already < restore >, the health lost is undone.
A sword turned into a disease cleaves a tornado.
Many times the sword follows the void made by the blade.
"That's... that's a lie..."
The conductor, Salarisa, had just a glimpse of the incredible sight in front of her.
The sword, wielded with tremendous speed, incidentally chops the body of the evil spirit.
Fractures caused by the blade can disappear when the tornado's influence increases one after the other.
That man is doing it with a sword.
Salarisa, who has so far been shown scattered, out of common sense acts, but tremors creep up from the core of her body into the movement of Tor, which slowly surpasses it.
The sword does not stop.
Normally, a person's body has not been able to wield such heavy objects many times.
But, finally, dozens of times, the sword kept moving.
And finally, Sarah's hand stops, and the song ends quietly.
At the same time, the tornado, which boasted of itself heavenly, also vanished without sound so that it could dissolve in the air.