Michael sighed seeing the Ghostly figures moving back and forth, some meters in front of him... Their swords held in hand.
Michael sat down behind the tree he was currently hiding behind and asked.
'Ok, anyone with an idea? The Devil sword can cut through anything, including Ghosts, but we can't just rush in there.'
'You have a point. Hmm... What about we rush out?'
Michael blinked. 'Are you deaf?!!!'
'Ok, Ok. Stop yelling. By staying here you're wasting time, just kill those things, and let get out from this creepy Forest!' Drakon yelled in his head.
'You are right, they're just Ghosts.'
He jumped up to his feet, moved around the tree, and walked towards the Ghosts, while dragging his sword behind him.
"Hmm... I'm impressed, they're all Lv70... Shocking."
{Em... You should be careful Host.}
'Come on! They're Ghost!! Watch.'
He smiled, and yelled:
"Hey!!! Ghost face!! This way!!!"
