'Something is not right…' Noah thought.
He observed his surroundings carefully, but he found nothing obviously wrong.
Everything looked normal. Just like before.
Draven and Regnar were still fighting Petrick.
A blue-colored magic circle formed in front of Regnar. A spear made of dark blue lightning shot toward Petrick at sharp speed.
Petrick dodged it, only to see a battle axe already descending toward him, ready to split him in half. Petrick moved even faster and slashed toward Draven's stomach, forcing Draven to jump back and avoid the blade.
They continued fighting, and Petrick was slowly managing to injure both of them while smiling as if he was enjoying the battle.
Noah got up while clenching his teeth. Pain was still all over his body. But he was more worried about what was going to happen. The protagonist and his friend still hadn't come. That made him really worried.
He pulled the fallen spear back into his hand.
