Aildrin's necklace throbbed upon hearing the screech from the mountain. It was a weak pulse compared to his first experience, but it was enough to make him shudder.
"Papa Bear, we need to get out of here! Now!" Aildrin said. His instinct told him to flee, but Papa Bear was a tough case.
Storm Bolt! Blue electricity gathered on Papa Bear's war hammer. "Skulls! I'll smash your skulls!" He then pounced on Donma and Lustro with his weapon raised high.
Aildrin tightened his grip on his sword. "Trouble follows this orc wherever he goes," he thought. Three sword lights hummed around him. He then prepared to intercept Elerion.
Papa Bear's clash with the two gave Aildrin a rough guess. "The gap in strength between level one and ten should not be that wide," he thought.
Sword Wave! Elerion's broad sword shimmered in red. He then executed a diagonal slash, and a crescent wave of red energy roared out of his weapon. It headed towards the direction of Papa Bear, who was in midair.
