The Fishman Leader standing before him raised its right arm high.
Colin knew the creature was about to bring its blade down on him, but he was bound by the Fishing Net and couldn't dodge. It was stuffy inside his heavy Helmet, and he could only faintly hear the clamor nearby.
A moment later, an impact struck his left upper arm, as if he'd been smacked by an iron rod.
The spot that was hit then felt like it was being seared with a red-hot branding iron. A fiery pain pulsed through him, and a warm sensation spread throughout his body.
"ROAR!"
Kase charged out from the side like a wild beast. He thrust his Short Spear from behind his Shield, simultaneously shoving the Fishman Leader aside and buying his companion behind him precious space and time.
"O light of the Morninglord, I pray you heal this man's wounds…"
