"What's this, are you going to make your last stand?" Seeing Leviathan stand up and pointing his sword, Garthor said with a smirk and a laugh. He clearly didn't believe that Leviathan could do anything to him.
Looking at them through his mask:
[Standing from here, I can't see any opening in them. If I want to do any damage to them, I might have to go all out with all of my ability.]
Huh! (heavy exhale)
Lifting his head, Leviathan looked at the sky, drops of rain fell onto his mask, washing down the mud on it.
[Dammit, I only wanted to train today.]
Taking a step forward, he sprints toward them.
Seeing him, Morphus walks forward, but...
"Wait, Morphus, let me take care of him," said the figure who arrived while hiding among the trees.
Morphus stopped and looked back.
"Are you sure you can take care of him, Repra?"
"Who do you think I am?" the figure said while walking past Morphus.
