Run!
That was the only thought left in the undead Fanuen's mind. As for fighting back?
The moment the Dark Elf child before him shattered the Magic Shield released by his magic item with a casual swing of his Magic Staff, Fanuen lost all desire to fight.
The difference in their strength was obvious!
—A monster like this.
He was very likely the "anomaly" the True Dragon Lord was concerned about!
"Teleportation!"
"Huh?"
Mare let out a startled sound, his mismatched eyes widening slightly. Apparently, he had not expected the undead before him to use Teleportation. He hurriedly cried, "Plant Entanglement!"
Although he had started a moment later, Mare's magic took effect first.
The vines and weeds pinned beneath Fanuen writhed, binding him at incredible speed and interrupting his Teleportation spell.
"—Ugh."
The red light in Fanuen's eye sockets flared. He thrashed his limbs, trying to break free of the vines and weeds.
Unfortunately.
As a Magic Caster, physical strength was not his forte. Moreover, this spell had been cast by a Nature's Messenger like Mare. Even the lowest-tier divine spell benefited from his class bonuses.
"Um—well, I can't let you get away."
Holding his Sandalwood Staff in both hands, Mare walked up to the bound Fanuen. Looking at the gaping hole in his chest, he said quietly, "—An undead should be fine with an injury like that."
As a race driven by negative energy, undead did not die from damage to vital areas such as the heart or head, unlike ordinary living creatures.
"Wait!"
Seeing that the boy had no intention of killing him despite having the upper hand, Fanuen hurriedly spoke.
"I may be undead, but I mean no harm. I wandered here by accident."
"If this is your Dark Elf territory, I apologize."
According to his knowledge.