As the party's frontliner, the Dwarf Solding's performance could absolutely be called dutiful.
Back when they had faced that Armor-Clad Monster, he had dared to step forward on his own and draw aggro for his teammates.
All the more so now.
The Prism Hammer in his hand struck the surface of his shield, and along with his battle-cry-like roar, faint rippling waves of sound could be seen in the air, confined to a relatively narrow area as they swept toward the blacksmith.
It was plain to see that when the sound waves washed over the blacksmith, those eyes, glinting with that strange pastel hue, went dazed for an instant.
Then they suddenly froze.
As his pupils focused, his gaze locked firmly onto Solding.
Taunt had taken effect!
Bang—
His feet suddenly drove into the ground.
The swollen muscles in his calves split his trouser legs apart, and the force that erupted beneath his feet crushed even the soles of his boots. The soles dragged behind his heels, and fine cracks appeared across the ground.
The blacksmith, who could originally only be considered an ordinary man with a slightly stronger body, now seemed to possess the explosive force and strength of a Professional powerhouse.
As the Pastel Gemstone on his chest flickered with light, his entire body turned into a pink blur and charged straight at the Dwarf.
Rich in battle experience, Solding had already prepared his defense before activating his Taunt-type Combat Skill.
He raised his round shield in front of him. The shield's surface was not large, yet it gave the impression of being exceptionally solid, creating the illusion that it could encompass and shelter his entire body behind it.
His thick, short legs rooted firmly into the ground, making him seem, in that moment, like an extension of