Galeart, who was supposed to be heavily wounded and couldn't even get up on his feet, dashed out to that big tree like the wind.
Kieran was faster, or should it be said, he was prepared for this.
He grabbed Mary with one hand and the box with [Arrogant Word] with the other and arrived at that big tree a step ahead of Galeart.
As soon as he reached the big tree, he swung the box in his hand.
Bang!
The sturdy and heavy box smashed hard on Galeart's raised arm. The impact stopped his maddened dash and made him stagger behind. Kieran didn't even spare a window for Galeart to breath. He pulled out the dark red greatsword and slashed it down onto Galeart's skull.
Wuuuu!
The raging, air-breaking howl blasted Galeaet's white hair and beard. He started to wobble under the pressure of the strong wind. Although, a fraction of a second before [Arrogant Word]'s sharp edge slashed his skull, he dodged it with a sudden flash of movement and retreated at least 10 meters away.
