As Finn Lewis was preparing to go down, the shield barrier in front of him suddenly rippled, and a hand reached out from the earth—it was a Sanctuary warrior! He must have just been knocked unconscious, and then buried under the dirt and countless monster corpses, but at that moment, he came to.
However, when he stood up, there was no one else around him. All the other Sanctuary warriors had sacrificed themselves. But he did not retreat. It was as if he were surrounded by countless comrades-in-arms. He bent down once more, activated the spiritual power blades in his hands, and took a charging stance.
In front of him was a boundless wave of Little Dog Beasts furiously charging toward him, like an endless tide. Yet, this Sanctuary warrior showed no fear nor any other emotion, as if he did not realize that he was marching to his death.
