Lowett paid no attention to what was happening outside. Looking at Agin's solemn expression, he raised an eyebrow.
"Not making a move... waiting to die?"
There was an opening!
"Ha!"
This was exactly what Agin had been waiting for. The instant Lowett spoke, he ducked and lunged forward. The iron ball on his left arm swung out with the momentum, his palm loosening slightly to let the iron crutch spin against the hollow of his fist.
With the force of his charge behind it, that blow was enough to smash someone's brains out.
"Demon Man" Agin!
The title of "Demon Man" came from how utterly ruthless and merciless he was in battle.
"Good timing, but that's all."
Agin's strike might have been tricky and powerful to an ordinary person, but in Lowett's eyes, it was utterly unremarkable—not even a fraction of Momonga's strength.
Bang!!
The iron ball crashed heavily into something. Red light flickered around Lowett, outlining an oval barrier.
Basic Spell: Mana Shield!
He had merely added a little vitality to it, reducing the Mental Power consumed by the spellcaster.
Noticing the shield enveloping Lowett's entire body, Agin's teeth ached, but he did not hesitate. Borrowing the momentum, he spun around, and the iron ball in his right hand came smashing down again.
Then he launched into a wild flurry of blows.
Bang bang bang bang!!
Dull, drumlike impacts rang out from the abandoned tavern. Agin flung his arms with all his strength, yet even as the shield's red glow grew brighter, it held firm.
Swish...!
Suddenly, Agin stopped. He leaned back, brought the iron crutches on both arms together, stepped forward, and smashed down with all his might.
"Break!!"
Crack!
A crisp shattering sound rang out. An egg-sized crack appeared at the top of the shield. Seeing the