Chapter 187.2
The pendulum bounced off Doehill’s helmet as he turned his head away, and Doehill’s muscles and spirit swelled up again as he laughed like he was baring his fangs in a faint dance of fresh blood.
“–[Let it rot away]–“
“”–!”””
I “saw” the magic with my eyes and avoided it by hooking my scythe-shaped pendulum to the wall, while Doehill also avoided the attack by intuition, but one of the powerful warriors who was preventing me from escaping had his whole body hit by a “spell”. He was hit by the “Curse” and rotted away before he could scream.
“You did well to avoid it.”
“Charlemagne!!!”
Doehill shouted at at her, and then after glaring at each other, he aimed at Charlemagne, followed by Demon Warriors aiming at me.
“Human Woman!!!”
The demon warrior who came toward me used magic with both hands to simultaneously shoot out a spear of fire and ice that he had created.
“–[Magic Shield]–!”