"Why has the city gate been closed!" The carriage driver asked Malin.
"Find a place to hide!" Malin replied as he controlled his horse to gallop past.
Stopping the horse below the signal, Malin dismounted and looked around, finally fixing his gaze on a small alley by the street. "Who's there?" In the darkness, Malin detected the fluctuation of life that only the living possessed; it was fearful, it was anxious, it even dared not come out.
Hearing a sound from behind, Malin turned his head and saw a Drownghoul squirming out of an alley that resembled a mud pit.
Extracting an axe from his bag, Malin skewered it with a World Tree Sapling and tossed it onto the ground: "Kill that spirit."
The combination of Blood Roar and the World Tree Sapling sprouted multiple feet, swiftly charging at the Drownghoul and then cutting it in two with an axe.
The bisected Drownghoul hadn't died, but in the next second, Blood Roar split its head open.
