"Oh, I'm burned! My mother, my mother, my mother, offfffff!"
It hurts my bones. How does that feel? They're tearing my flesh, pulling them left and right with hooks.
"Rimel, what happened?"
I heard Plague. I try to make out with my squinted eyes, but what a pain it takes three porters to lift my eyelids.
"What happened? The Raiders Party Leader fought. Are you surprised?"
Whatever impression I give to the outside, the temporary element was speechless in the image's face that formed when I used the Chainbreaker's passive ability.
"I, I never expected this much!"
Plague, which looked lumpy like a Nevsehir potato, stammered in reply. I think she meant to say yes.
"Plague, these things don't happen by dressing so fancy and talking big. That's what you saw with your own eyes. Our leader is such a man. Maybe his appearance is not very impressive. Maybe he can't express impressive words, but there are thousands of people behind him!"
