Compared to activation speed, magic often isn't as fast as special abilities. The earth mage, struggling with dizziness, finally finished chanting the incantation. The spell was activated, and a dirt wall more than ten feet high rose outside the vehicle. This belated defense could only be described as barely better than nothing.
"Damn it! Run!"
Upon hearing that his younger brother was about to unleash his power, the A-grade metal ability user Kiterly abandoned his enemies and sprinted towards the outskirts of the village.
Artillery bombardment was no joke. His special ability armor couldn't withstand a close-range bombardment from a 152mm shell.
A single 152mm shell falling could turn the entire village into a death zone.
A gust of wind roared in, followed by drum-like brisk hoofbeats, as a hand reached out in front of Kiterley.
"Get on!"
The A-grade metal ability user didn't hesitate, grabbed the holy knight's hand, and swung onto the back of the Blue Scaled Colt.
