His body, already pushed to its limit, suddenly found a new surge of strength. With a roar in his heart, he raised his sword once more and slew the two Goblins that had reached him.
His Physical Strength completely spent, he collapsed, only for a slender arm to suddenly catch him from behind.
"Don't be so reckless, you idiot."
Millian said with a frown.
"But… the Goblins…"
Evan was about to speak but noticed the Goblins had changed direction. They were no longer advancing upward, but were clearly converging on a specific point.
He stared intently. Ahead, amidst the chaotic battlefield and under the faint glow of firelight, stood an unmoving figure in a white and blue Magic Robe.
It seemed the Goblins posed no threat to him whatsoever.
And indeed, they didn't. He simply lifted a hand, and a biting chill filled the air.
The next moment, a torrent of hailstones rained down, instantly riddling the Goblins swarming toward him.
