I Became a Gallery Newbie Beloved by Transcendents

I stared at the Kobold Champion in the distance.

No sense of overwhelming pressure.

It wasn’t like when I had faced the Orc Legion Commander.

But that was just me.

Aside from Laura, the five people in front of me were clearly feeling pressured.

Jake was visibly stepping backward.

At this rate, the front line was going to collapse.

Not that a formation really mattered when there were only seven of us.

If the tank gave in to fear, everything would crumble in an instant.

I gripped the black javelin in my right hand.

My target wasn’t the imposing Kobold Champion.

The other kobolds were blocking the way, standing as if they were its personal guards.