"This puppet isn't built for combat. It's only this powerful because of the materials it's made from!"
"Its attacks don't involve time, space, fate, or anything like that. They're purely based on energy levels, and it has no targeting function!"
"Don't engage it head-on. Just try to hold it off!"
"Things have gone this far. The Blood-Red Tyrant has either awakened or fallen into a deep slumber. We can only take a gamble now!"
"I'm going straight into the villa! I'll see what state the Blood-Red Tyrant is in!"
Even now, Sario hadn't given up on the mission.
Kleinfi and Gularl nodded at once, showing their support for Sario.
They had come this far. There was no reason to back down.
They had been chosen for this dangerous mission because they were already prepared to die.
Sario's suggestion was reckless, but it fit the situation.
"Go! We'll do our best to hold this puppet off!"
After saying this, Kleinfi waved his staff and transported Gularl behind the puppet.
By then, the puppet had completely sealed Gularl's longsword and stowed it away in space.
Gularl looked at the sealed longsword with a trace of reluctance.
Then space rippled, and a golden two-handed battle-axe appeared in Gularl's hands.
The moment it appeared, the golden battle-axe radiated warmth and the power of life, healing Gularl's frail body, weakened by his burst of strength.
"Come on!" Seemingly spurred on by his decision, Gularl's power surged even higher!
He swung the massive golden battle-axe and tangled with the Puppet Robot.
Though his strength was far inferior to the Puppet Robot's, Gularl no longer tried to defeat it head-on, and instead fought with far greater ease.
With Klenenfi interfering from time to time, they managed to keep the puppet occupied.
But as the two revealed more