The knight huddled in the corner, shivering uncontrollably, his heart pounding with fear.
He had never seen such a massive, such a terrifying magical beast!
Mere footsteps on the ground caused vibrations that were enough to make the knight's entire body go numb!
After fleeing from Mr. Thunder, he had been searching for the Holy Lance.
The knight's thoughts were simple.
Compared to the Antlers, he was the weaker party. The Path of Dusk excelled in prolonging life, while the Path of Adaptation was good at hiding. If he were to find two dead among the three of them, the knight believed he should be one of them.
So what he could do was find the Holy Lance.
—If the Holy Lance could defeat the Giants, it should also be able to defeat Alistair!
Although obtaining the Holy Lance would reveal his position to others... if he could confront Alistair, then he wouldn't fear his attack; if the Holy Lance wasn't enough to defeat him, he would eventually be caught and killed.
