The Holy Knights stared at the legend like a madwoman.Peters, pale by nature became as white as a snowflake.
Elizabeth stabbed her sword into the monster's body and pointed at Dora with her thumb.
"This freak keeps killing my mounts, I need something harder."
"... Some...Thing?"
"Yeah, get back to work, there's no time to chat!"
He flinched and looked at his comrades who once again, showed their support by ignoring him.
He groaned and crouched.
His aura gathered in his arms and suddenly, he stood up and launched a huge energy blast.
The energy shaped like an oriental dragon and swirled towards the Rift.
"Nice!"
Elizabeth appeared behind Peters, startling him.
She grabbed him like a bag and jumped on the energy dragon.
"Are you always that violent?!"
"Couldn't be for too long, stop whining!"
She drew her sword, her energy gathering.
