Under William's urging, Cass ran along the light.
Along the way, he constantly calmed the anxiety in his heart and suppressed the tyranny that would overwhelm him if he wasn't careful. He imagined that he was still a mercenary of the Bramble Mercenaries and was only carrying out missions as usual.
He passed through the bloated undead that surrounded the church like a ghost. After cleaving apart the barricade in front of him, he finally saw the source of the light.
However, he realized that it might be too late to save the two people at the monster's feet—if he ran over normally.
Unless…
An impatient sense of urgency swept across his back like an electric current.
Bear with it…
What would he have done in the past?
What would he have done in the past to save people the sword couldn't reach?
In a flash, he threw the sword in his hand in the direction of the light.
