As William weaved through the Lizards, terrifying wounds were left behind. He swung his sword, and a Lizard's head fell, and blood splattered.
He didn't seem to be on the battlefield, but on the stage. He wasn't doing it to kill the enemy. It was more like a performance. The Lizards were dancing with him used their bodies and blood to release gorgeous fireworks for this performance.
The others also entered the battlefield. Unlike William's performance, the others' attacks were more practical.
They attacked cautiously and retreated with a single strike.
The Lizards and Heavy Armored Lizards were sent flying, and the Thunder Lizards' Electric breathed their last. This was no joke.
The Lizards still fell one after another.
Squeak! Squeak! Squeak!
