"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHH—"
Pindo climbed upward alone. Just as he was about to reach the summit, he suddenly heard a roar.
But it wasn't Mordred's.
It was many roars.
"Heh heh, down you go!"
Bang!
Mordred looked at the ball of still-moving fairy corpses she had tied together. A wild grin curled at her lips. Rather than feeling disgusted or afraid, she drove her foot into it and kicked the ball away.
The slope was steep, and the fairy ball began rolling rapidly downhill the instant Mordred kicked it.
Toward—
Pindo.
"I—"
Watching the fairy ball rumble toward him, Pindo instinctively wanted to curse. But he caught himself in time—he was a knight, and knights weren't supposed to swear.
What should he do?
Dodge to the side—
Just as Pindo was about to do that and evade the fairy ball—
Boom—!
A bolt of crimson lightning struck at his side.
"Don't run, Sir Pindo!" Mordred's voice came from above. "Charge straight at that thing!"
Pindo wanted to curse even more.
That thing had been tied up by Mordred into a ball at least ten meters across. The fairy corpses within, still moving under the influence of the dirge, continued to roar and release magical energy. Not to mention how it looked—
The sight was simply far too horrifying!
Even Pindo felt physically sick.
Robin, standing at the foot of the mountain, stared with her jaw hanging open.
"What the hell, is that woman insane?!"
Mash and Fujimaru Ritsuka beside her said nothing, but it was obvious they were thinking much the same thing as Robin. They just weren't as blunt and straightforward about it.
Seeing a huge bundle of bloodied, mangled fairy corpses rolling down, Robin cursed aloud.
Even Anno had not expected the scene before him.
His eyelid twitched wildly.
That