Caught in one of the oldest traps in the book, Axel, Nina, and Fenrir had no choice but to slide along. Of course, aside from Nina—who lost all composure and screamed at the top of her lungs—the other two kept a watchful gaze forward.
'These sorts of traps normally have a deadly finisher at the end!' Axel thought.
His body was tense, and his hand was ready to move at a moment's notice. No matter what sort of deadly trap awaited them at the end, he was sure he could cancel it out!
"Master!"
Fenrir's shout reached him before they could slide to the end, however.
"A big pool of water is waiting ahead! Please prepare!"
"Water?!"
Hearing this, Axel felt a bit of relief.
Since they were landing on water, their speed didn't really matter. All they had to do was land properly, and everything should be A-OK.
"I... don't know how to swim!" Nina shouted with a pale face.
