Chapter One-Hundred-and-Ninety-Three
The mound of flesh rose up, reforming itself into a knight that was five metres tall. The black blood shifted to the inside, while the rotten flesh and bleached bones blended together to form the epidermis of the forlorn knight. Dark shadows coated its figure like smoke, taking on the appearance of a full suit of armour.
Seo-Yoon activated her sun flare spell, charging it up through her staff before launching it right into the head of the newly-formed boss. It brushed away the shadows as it got near and tore a hole clean through the knight’s face. The shadows quickly reformed over the wound, sealing it off, but it was clear that sun fire was quite effective. Still, head damage like that would’ve normally killed any other knight, but here it seemed barely a minor inconvenience.
Adam still wore the aspirant’s cowl, so he had seen the colour of the sun fire’s mana. He tried to recreate it in his palm with the fire glove, messing with every possible parameter for the fire that he could think of, but the colour of his flame didn’t turn out quite right, no matter what he did.
As the others came running, after having gotten the same objective announcement, Adam created the white-hot flame from combining fire and bone, and Seo-Yoon absorbed it into her Cloudmaker staff.
Chien was predictably the first to arrive, and Seo-Yoon spun around and pulled the holy mana out of his cuirass before he could even open his mouth. Then she turned back to face the amalgamated knight as it started lumbering towards the river between them on its malformed legs covered in shadow.
“Adam! What the fuck did you do!?” Natalia exclaimed.
“Don’t worry about us!” Adam responded. “Just get back to Old Town! We’ll catch up to you!”
“We’ll help you defeat it,” Chien said.
“And then what?” Adam retorted. “Without a true flame, killing it won’t be enough.”
