Guts was still fighting his way through the enemy ranks. After all, he had seen that Casca was "barely" safe.
Naturally, he was thrilled, so he charged straight into the fray. It was a way of venting all the excitement and relief he felt—in short, all those emotions.
But while Guts's Dragon-Slaying Sword could cleave through anything the Cultists threw at him, it was somewhat less effective against the vengeful spirits. Still, it did the job.
Because Guts was just that "fierce."
His defenses against the spirits were a little lacking, but that was all right. Everyone knew barbarians had especially terrifying wills.
Besides, even if he did take psychic damage, it wouldn't affect Guts in the slightest.
As for the Dwarf Miner, he simply scooped Casca up and ran in the opposite direction.
But Lin Yun had given him instructions beforehand.
He could run, but he wasn't to go too far.
At the very least, he had to stay within their reach. As usual, he also had to remain alert, since they didn't know what sort of dark creatures might appear nearby.
So the Dwarf Miner didn't go far. He just ran in circles.
And this was when the Dwarf's advantages became apparent.
Normally, carrying someone would slow down a creature of medium size. But the Dwarf Miner was short-legged and never particularly fast to begin with. What he had going for him was endurance, so carrying Casca hardly slowed him down at all.
Strictly speaking, he could even run a little faster than a human carrying someone of the same weight.
Meanwhile, Lin Yun was moving at an astonishing speed.
The Black Goat couldn't fly, so Lin Yun had no need to worry about being attacked from above.
And in his "charge" state, he was fast enough that