The Cultists wielded weapons like Scimitars and Broad-Blade Machetes. They were clad in large Cloaks, offering glimpses of the crude Leather Armor worn underneath.
To Colin, these Cultists were nearly twice his height and looked quite intimidating.
Kase and the others at the front fell back, tightening their defensive formation.
Without hesitation, the distant Cultists swarmed forward.
Their Speed was incredible. Colin had just dealt with the Kobolds, and Ale had just finished her Casting. Neither of them could intercept the Cultists with Magic in time.
'There's no room to cast safely now.'
Holding Burning Blood, Colin stepped forward and thrust his sword at a Cultist.
The Cultist ignored the threat, swinging a broad-bladed scimitar, as wide as a man's palm, directly at him.
The next instant.
The sharp tip of the sword pierced straight through the Leather Armor and into the opponent's chest.
