...
But...
This precise and insidious angle of attack...
This familiar, slightly putrid and fishy smell... Who else could it be but that detestable Fishman Priest Skeleton?
In an instant.
Leon felt goosebumps erupt all over his body.
So, the one who commanded this terrifying Black Corpse to ambush them here, ruining his and Catherine's moment...
It really was Lynch.
In that moment, immense shock, a powerful sense of absurdity, and a bone-deep terror completely overwhelmed Leon Hollis, making him temporarily forget even the searing pain in his throat.
He was completely dumbfounded.
Meanwhile, on the other side.
After knocking Catherine back, the Black Corpse let out a low roar and lunged again, pressing her so hard she didn't even have time to take out and tear her Sanctuary Scroll.
