"A goblin!"
Lawrend immediately recognized it. There was no way he would mistake it. After all, he killed a lot of them before.
"Sh*t! We're flying back up! There is a goblin nest nearby!"
Olgar shouted in alarm. The golden saucer started to fly into the air once again.
But just as they were flying up, a vine suddenly burst from the ground and hit the golden saucer.
"W-Woah!"
Lawrend and the rest tried their best to maintain balance.
"Tch. +Blade Wind+!" [AN: Spells wrapped with a '+' are insta-casted.]
Olgar extended his hand forward and a sharp wind current materialized in front of his hand before flying in a curved arc towards the body of the vine below.
Without suspense, the vine was sliced by the Blade Wind cleanly.
"Phew."
Olgar sighed in relief. The golden saucer flew higher into the air and moved away.
"Mr. Olgar, what was that?"
