"Retreat!" commanded the lone knight as he unsheathed his sword and descended into the murky swamp below.
Emerging from the depths, the mysterious creature stood before them, its form resembling that of a human but shrouded in dirt and moss. Devoid of any discernible facial features, its body bore a series of imprints, running from its feet to its head, marked by an unusual spiral-shaped pattern.
As the monster began to wobble, Zhihao reached for the small blade that had been returned to him. Its existence alone sent shivers down his spine; he had never encountered such a creepy creature before.
"You should have stayed asleep!" the man in armor exclaimed as he advanced towards the Swamp Specter. "Return to your place!"
Remembering something, Yienxi shouted, "Wait, don't do it!"
