"Aso is definitely insane!"
"Agreed!"
"Agreed!"
My companions concurred with my words, while a tremendously large iron ball rolled behind us…
"Such a cliché and outdated trap. He's definitely an old artifact from the previous generation."
I insulted Aso as I ran and finally managed to find a slight indentation in the wall that I was able to hide in as the iron ball rolled by.
Why didn't I simply smash the iron ball to pieces? Damn it! It was actually coated with a layer of top-quality adamantine! Don't even mention shattering it, just slightly being brushed by it would feel like a train crashed into you… What? You're saying I should use a fantasy world analogy, instead? Fine then, it would feel like having a battering ram which was enhanced to +12 smashing right into your head. Even if you had a cockroach's survivability, all that would remain of you would be little pieces.
