"After suffering one blow after another, Ince Zangwill could no longer control his emotions. No matter how good one's state was, it could not be maintained under such circumstances. Thus, he lost most of his reason..."
As the increasingly battered Feather Quill wrote its commentary, Ince Zangwill let out a hiss that raised layers of goosebumps. Endless darkness spread outward, seemingly intending to once again unfold the domain of darkness and deathly stillness, turning the hot, bright environment created by the Eternal Blazing Sun's gaze back into something suitable for his survival.
His eight legs alternated back and forth in a bizarre manner, instantly erupting with terrifying speed. Even as an afterimage remained where he had stood, his grotesque and savage form had already arrived before Leonard.
There was no doubt that this Monster, having lost his mind, had abandoned any thought of escape and intended to tear apart every enemy blocking his way!
"Storm!" Leonard threw out another high-level talisman. This time, it was one Klein had given him, a talisman from the Storm Domain.
Violent winds formed a cocoon that firmly wrapped around Leonard's body. Ince Zangwill's pounce crashed into the wall formed by the storm. Although it did send Leonard flying, it did not leave him with any real injuries.
"Old Man, isn't it too wasteful to use high-level talismans like this?" Leonard sighed softly in midair, only to hear Pallez's somewhat disdainful voice by his ear—
"If you are willing to draw the attention of Ammon's brother or that Serpent, I would not mind continuing to act!"
Leonard immediately fell silent and slipped a hand into his pocket. There were still two high-level talismans left inside.
"You all have to die! All of you have to die!" Although he had lost most of his reason, Ince