Isekai Mahou wa Okureteru!

- It was an alien with countless eyes, thin, small hands and feet growing on a pile of light peach meat.

Glarazillas, the first general of the Demonic Nation. Neither human nor quadrupedal beast type. Just a chunk of meat. That's the only way I can describe it. It's like being able to just keep increasing without healing a tumor or swelling, something reminiscent of that trait.

And they shall be cut off from the devils, and from the creatures? It is an international heterogeneous being, so disconnected from the form the organism would take, that it would have no idea if it did not name itself "what it is".

"It's the rubble of Isa."

When the voice of Glazillas sounds, a small piece of iron that is turned into a bullet of gunfire and emitted. If you let a dark spark play, and you hear a number of sounds piercing the wind with Hin, Hin, there will be infinite holes like those that have been shot.

In response to that attack, which is invisible to the eyes, there is nothing else to run around with both Trinidad and Titania.

No opportunity for disobedience had yet been found in the fierce attack of Glazillas.

"Damn, I can't get close with this..."

This situation where if we get close, the rubble will swing and we can't even leave. Even to see how things go, if they stop as a premise, they shoot through. I can't move on, I can't retreat, I'm impatient.

He wasn't sure what kind of fight he was going to fight at first sight. I didn't even see how it would work because of its dull appearance, but I guess that would have led to this disadvantage.

It makes you feel as if you are confronted with a number of machine guns, yet never run out of ammo.

But if you can't get close, you just have to discuss it from afar.

"- The ground! To a robust earth I beg you! Take that pulse as a severe shake to my feet! It's an infinite platform that pierces the void and breaks malice! Oh, Grand Gazer!

Chant the spell of earthly attributes quickly and unleash the keywords immediately without accumulating.

Then from the ground around Glazillas, a giant pillar, like a solidified soil, stood countless times over its pile of meat.

The aim of the earth pillar was elusive, but it was nevertheless broad in scope and sufficient in number, so that the body of Glazillas would be sharpened at the tip of the pointed pillar.

But...

"Did you think you could argue with us with such a soothing move, brave man!!

With the unpleasant screams echoing the noise, the body of flesh, like the tumor of Glazillas, swells up, both to make up for the shredded areas. Is the growth of meat as intended? When the earth pillar of the Grand Gazer disappeared, Glazillas had returned to its original state, as if it had never been cut off meat.

"Do you want to play it? This guy..."

Growling like that, the agony that was searing my back is even more exhorting. The threat of healing if you hurt them will blunt your next hand's judgment. I won't be able to get my hands on the detour, and I'll be wasted on a raw and half-attack.

When you're attacking and biting your teeth, the voice of Titania comes from behind you.

"Master Reggie. I'll leave a moment ago. Turn around and attack while the Demon General's mind is directed towards me."

"Okay -"

Swallow Titania's prophecy and leave her. Fortunately for this other demon tribe is distancing itself from the attack of Glazillas, Titania resolutely slashed it from the front as it began to move around quickly.

Moves left and right in such a delicate motion as to flirt with the opponent, illuminating a "brace" that is not even remnants. Even Glazillas, with countless eyes, can't capture exactly her movements, or she begins to focus forward to cope.

- I hit the diagram.

Convinced that a measure has been taken, go behind the glaraziras. As he proceeded to slash the Demons away with his sword and ran up the cliff like he drew a curve, he saw Titania retreating greatly.

"Ahhhhhhh!

Disconnected with opportunity, temper flashed. When I tried to wield the sword of Orihalcon from behind Glazillas, some of the gaze that had been poured only on Titania and the eyes that had been buried in the meat moved out, pointing just towards me.

"Ku-!?"

Some small hands and feet also move out of their way to follow eye movements. And the iron pieces that radiate towards me - the rubble of Isa. Throw your body out onto the ground by twisting yourself so that you can escape the range of the shotgun and avoid rolling. But even where it rolled, Issa's rubble was targeted.

"- Ku, dirt! Surround me with a strong fence! After this life, there is nothing left to pass through! ROME WOW ALL RISING!"

Chant a defensive spell and create a magical dirt wall on the front of your sleeping self. You're supposed to protect yourself from every attack. That prevented Issa's first bullet of debris, as expected.

But as we regarded it as a machine gun, the attack is constant. A dirt wall where pieces of iron are fired one after the other and gradually shredded, even to prevent a first blow. This won't hold you for a few seconds. So intuitively, I wake myself up in a hurry and stay away from the spot.

"What a fierce attack..."

"Don't lick me, brave man! Think we'll fall into such childish measures!

The yelling voice of Glazillas flies.

... It's puzzling that I remembered the exact attack on the back. I wondered why Glazillas had such a craftsmanship. I should have concentrated on the teatania in the front, and that gaze of many eyes, it was certainly right for her.

But some of the eyes and limbs made another move. As if a large number of organs were independent. as if numerous organs were present.

"- Right."

Well, maybe this is--

"Are you a group?"

"Yes! We are hundreds of armies together! It's not like you're going to perish in a human attack!

Glazillas exalts its head. So all this time, have you spoken of the inexplicable singular name "we"? If all the hands and feet, eyes, and pieces of flesh in their possession are independent and release the rubble of Isa, then it is a difficult task to attack.

... muzzy. The unpleasant bitterness spreads in my mouth. The same goes for struggling with Demon generals, but even if not, they are entering the nostalgia of the Demon Army. I can't afford what I'm bringing.

"Master Reggie! This place..."

"Ku... am I a loaded opponent...?

"Naturally. You will decay here. Die with regret for insulting our demons."

When Glazillas emits like ordinance, it goes with it, and the demons around him loom. Do you want me to surround you and crush you? But to deal with it, I will fight Glazillas with Titania. Graziella is protecting Renate with the other Twelve Yukies, and there is no cover we can put out here. It is imperative that you remain untouched and defeated.

"... What do we do, Tia?

"I thought it was important to leave here once. You won't have to make a breakthrough towards your allies."

"But then, I'll show that demon general his back."

"Yes. So I will serve as your valet. Master Reggie will break through the demonic enclosure and regain his position as soon as possible."

"You can't do that! If you do that, Tia will!

If I don't accept that, I scream at Titania. But she...

"It's okay. Dear Reggie, trust me."

"Tier......"

It is also true that it is unacceptable to retreat with her as a shield, but that I cannot cite any help to turn into it. If we stay like this, we'll be sure to fall together. Therefore, Titania is here to shred itself.

Trinity bites her teeth. Also, I was wondering if I had to feel helpless. I wondered if my people had to protect me.

And they thought I had to make a bitter decision, that was when.

"- The ground. I beg you on a steadfast earth. Threaten all feet with that pulse as a severe shake. It is more of a foundation for all things. If so, pierce the void, break malice, turn it into an infinite platform and break it down. Grand Gazer Reformation!"

A spell that sounds in a girl's voice and an unfamiliar keyword. But it was a magic that made even more powerful the magic Trinity used earlier.

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Right after the keywords, by the way, the raised ground. In the magic used by Trinity, a giant pillar stood directly above him, but the magic now expressed protruded diagonally upwards as if looking at a palm seal needle.

And the demons, torn apart and dispersed by excessively blunt blades, are easily desperate besides things. Eventually, when the magical effect disappeared and the raised ground was evened, the girl - Io Kuzami - appeared, stepping over the demonic carcass as if it were part of the undulating ground from between the earthquakes.

"... don't create a snug atmosphere in front of me at all"

"Io Kuzami......"

"Hmm. My fianc. I'm going to go deeper and deeper than the Japanese trench about what I forgot."

Io Kuzami positively sticks out his index finger to reveal his dissatisfaction. Even when placed under such circumstances, she is, as usual, affordable. But behind her attitude, the demonic enclosure is not yet broken. The return path leading under the Imperial Soldier was immediately blocked.

"Lord Io Kuzami, Lady Reggie, please. I'm behind you."

"So don't decide on your own that you're at a disadvantage."

"But not with this!

Teatania eats down, for some reason Io Kuzami sighs loudly. It's like being stunned by people with meaningless troubles.

"What are you mistaken for? We won't be the only ones fighting here. You seriously think we're the only ones strong enough?

"Huh -?"

I am confused by Io Kuzami's words and I raise my voice unexpectedly.

There are others who are strong. She says so, but only about herself or Titania, Io Kuzami, and Graziella will be able to break this situation. We are struggling to move forward and retreat, and Graziella and Twelve Youjie are full of hands in other responses. Therefore, Titania is trying to entrust it to Io Kuzami.

Who else is there? I thought so. Such a fold.

From the side of the allies, I can feel the dawn of powerful magic. It was transmitted to the body as a tremor with the tremors of the earth, yet also seemed like a resonance just before the powerful forces were unleashed.

The magic of the earthly attributes used by Graziella? It was also in the meantime that such a thrust arose, a woman chanting (the phrase) with unnatural echoes in this unshielded setting.

And that's...

- Magic furnace heart. White fire, immediate criticality!

I heard such a voice appeal combined with harshness, but also kindness, shortly afterwards.

A powerful dawn of magic that was shaking its surroundings into small pieces explodes and swells. Or maybe the wave of magic that blows on you. That involves strong heat, enough to even give the surface the illusion that even the sun came down. It's like shockwaves and hot air, and even the demons themselves are nailed to the spot.

And a terrible chill that strikes your body on the pretend. That's a tremor of a body that anyone has felt once, when they hear scary stories or when they go to a spiritual spot or when they have a bad feeling about it. All of the tremors that were shaking my body turned into chills.

"Ko, what's this?

"Swimey? No, who the hell...?

"Fuck, I see. Did he plant this far? Doesn't it make you jealous enough to inspire my curse?"

Io Kuzami smiles invincibly in the way he finds out about this confusion. Do you know anything about it? Soon as I ask, the next spell sounds.

"- Rain, rain. It is the rain of a hot fire that pours down without ever ending deep into me. Now the white smoke has received clouds and fog in heaven, and baptized the white fire without a moratorium on malice to fill the earth. Something that disrupts the world. No mercy for anything that defiles the world. Then the fire of judgment and the commandment which heaven will send down this purification."

- | Rainblaze cloudier.

The key word unleashed is Rainblades Claudia. That word, which sounded like a mix of words, still shows the magical peculiarity (originality) to be unleashed.

The great magic formation shines white on the ground, and the same magic formation is built in the blue sky so that it pairs with it. Each of them begins to rotate oppositely, in the meantime straying white currents, and the sunny skies inspired by it gradually produce white clouds to form a vortex.

A sprawling cloudy sky. But contrary to that fact, beneath it was the brightness of midday.

As for magic, it starts slowly. Besides, it also seems like magic to just make clouds if you look at all this. But that still didn't seem to be all, and things began to fall like pounding, pounding and rain grains.

Rain pouring down softly on the battlefield. Little rain grains also look white because of the cloud-covered sky. Pull the thread-like, snug tail and come to the demon clan in the lower realm. Go without passing.

And it wasn't a rain grain, it was a white light plasma.

Is it burning yarn or rain that pours? When he touches the demons who were descended, he converts himself into a white mass of flames. There is no way to fight them. Even if we put together dark forces that resist magic, our entire bodies are constantly exposed to rain because we do not have the technique of blocking the pouring rain, creating a dust in our protection, eventually flaming. to white flames. When they can be played quickly, they are also extended to nearby demons. Let's just say the speed is instant.

White flames spread as if to set fire to the wild, and the demons who were nearby extinguished most of them.

In that tragedy, Trinity did not want to end. At the same time, a terrible chill strikes my spine.

It's not magical power. Sure, it's powerful too, but it's in that range that I really feared. To its astonishing extent, it has covered the heavens and created a cloudy sky, turning all the targets beneath it into white flames.

Moreover, the clouds dripping in the sky are still showing an increase, so much so that they will soon drop all of the main formation beneath them.

- The scale is too different.

I don't even know if it's right to say magic anymore. I've lost my word to the anomaly, and Titania, next door, has also narrowed her eyes to surprise and alarm. Io Kuzami remains uncomfortably frowned upon.

And Trinity and the others aren't the only ones caught in surprise.

"Hey, what!? What about this magic!? There can't be any magic of this magnitude!?

It was the Demon Gen. Glazillas who put up such a startling recital.

Even a demonic general would see magic like this for the first time. That attitude, which I could always afford when I was standing around against Trinity and Titania, is now coming to a crumbling and terrible confusion

Eventually, it was this magical user - Fermenia Stingray - who broke between the white flames and walked out.

"- That's what foolishness is all about, breaking off as unlikely to this extent. There is only a handful, such as the impossible in this world. Compared to what I've done and what's impossible, it's very easy."

"This magic, your work!

Fermenia nods quietly at Glazillas's enquiry, which reinforces her tone. Hit her like that as a question of perplexity, Glazillas.

"What are you!? How can you handle so much power even though you are not a brave man!? Are you really human?

"No, that's..."

- The other day, I decided to quit.

Quietly, the words said vegan, fluttered in the spine of no one and he alike, and the feeling of intermingling without fear and chill rushed up.

Quit. It took nothing more than the last part of Glazillas.

"Dj, quit, so...? You think humans quit humans...?

"Let's just say that's not what the Demons found out about it."

"Hey, lick it..."

"That's right, can I just care about me? I'm not the only enemy, am I?

"What -?"

What was heard after the voice of Glazillas, similar to that of the inquiry, was a grand roar.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!

If you do it, it's crude and ambitious, but the voice belongs to the girl.

The demons, who had not yet turned into white flames, rise to the universe with dust, along with the heavy bass that resonates at the bottom of their bellies. Its body was scattered and told the story of the awesomeness of the power of the attack it suffered.

Then, the hedges of the demonic tribe that were burning are blown away by intense shockwaves. At the end of the hedge was a little girl with rugged hair with a giant axe spear (Halvard).

The girl, as if she had even touched something dirty, is flashing her face and paying her hands flickering. The expression is by no means like fighting the enemies of mankind, but rather like chasing away offensive pests.

"That's..."

When Titania speaks to no one, Fermenia answers to that.

"Your Highness, that's on your side. Now it's on my mind..."

"Now what?

"Ma 'ana."

In response to Titania's question, the girl was called on your side. Were you listening to the conversation? Keep it up. She pokes an axe spear toward Trinity or Teatania.

"Hey, Light Slash Princess to the Savior Brave. Atai's name is Gilberto Griga. For today, this Atai is gonna give you a little silly help, okay? Yeah, and I said," Why? "So," What's the point? But you're not gonna take wild questions, are you? He's the one who doesn't know all about you! Blame it! "

That being said, when she waves the axe spear again, its huge tip moves away from the pattern and begins to kick around the demon clan with the chains linking it to the pattern.

Together with the magic of Fermenia, most of the demons who were on the spot were defeated and rendered powerless.

Biting teeth on it is glarazillas, regardless.

"Are you saying that just two of us broke down this number..."

"Ha!! What am I supposed to do with all these impotent featherworms? It's sweet! Don't human lick me, you bar-covered fool! Oh, Atai was a dwarf..."

"Besides, it's not just our powers. There are also soldiers of the Empire here."

When Fermenia turned her gaze behind Chirali, there Graziella had already put the soldiers together and entered the annihilation of the rest of the demonic tribe.

"Everybody, get excited! Cover the Reggies!

In response to Graziella's instructions, the empire's elites said, "Ha!," he answers with his voice up. Initially pushed into confusion and disadvantaged, but in that appearance, he appeared to have gained momentum at an early stage and moved on to assault.

But let's just say it was undoubtedly Fermenian magic that opened the way here. Apparently Glazillas is also pleading it repeatedly, releasing Issa's debris with anger at her.

"My little girl!

"- A barrier. Expand."

In contrast, Fermenia responds by squealing spells. Immediately a dense wall of magic appears before her, blocking countless pieces of iron flown by Glazillas.

"A magic shield before the rubble of our Isa, etc.!

"Unfortunately, because this is a magic barrier"

"What!

The rubble of Issa continues to be fired without interruption thereafter, but the barriers taken by Fermenia do not collapse. Despite the fact that the dirt wall created earlier by Trinity collapsed in an instant, she created a shield that surpassed it without a shorter chant, a spell that she had never even heard of, or a keyword.

Eventually, Fermenia also makes the barrier disappear when Glazillas stops the radiation, knowing that Isa's debris will not work. And

"The Demon Gentleman. You can't go through with an attack like that on me. Be mindful."

"Gu...! Such a thing"

Fermenia is incredibly powerful and intimidating. such a smile on her as Titania was impressed,

"You can still count on Lord White Flame."

"Yes, no, there is no such extermination..."

Flipping from its earlier awesomeness, Fermenia begins to illuminate. The expression breaks apart praised by the princess of my country who admires me, but the increase in magic remains intact, without any pinching of alarm.

Eventually Graziella, who has finished sweeping the Demon Clan, joins us.

"Is that the only thing left?"

"Yeah, I named him Glarazillas, the Demon General."

It was Titania who answered. Her voice had mixed bitterness because of earlier battles, but Graziella laughed invincibly.

"With all this power, how many demon generals..."

"Your Highness Graziella, it is forbidden to be alarmed."

"I know you don't have to say that. Hey Reggie............... Reggie?

Graziella speaks up, but there was no response from Trinity. Trinity steps toward Glazillas when she sees the difference as puzzling.

"Lady Reggie!?

"Hey! What are you getting ahead of!

The two princesses rush out as Trinity suddenly protrudes one.

To a lingering voice, but Trinity didn't even turn around.

"I'll take this one down on my own. I hope everyone doesn't give a shit."

"But Master Reggie..."

I have to do it alone.

Titania's voice, Trinity says so and shakes it off. He said he had to do it. Wherever that will comes from, it comes from earlier battles. It was so inexcusable that I was forced to make the choice that I had to sacrifice Titania, so I had to take a ride to get over it now.

Gilberto's axe spear sticks out to get in the way before Teatania still tries to eat down on her back stepping out of her way.

"- Let him do it. For everyone, there are times when you have to step on your own."

"Are you..."

"That's a ritual. For a man to be a soldier. That's what you are, isn't it?

That's what I said, a zilberto with one eye closed and a smile on his face. Teatania couldn't return anything if she was brought up with the truth that there was a stomping place to be a warrior.

When Trinity leaves in public, Glarazillas makes a scene.

"You think you're going to take us down alone? Didn't you prove earlier that you couldn't defeat me with your power? You touched it!

"There's nothing wrong with that. Just do it because that's what I'm supposed to do."

"Lick it, too, kid! Did the mere existence of being given disproportionate power by the Goddess mistake it for her own strength!

"As much as this is tentative power, I know it very well. So...... that's why! We have to get over that somewhere!

"Take us off the stage!!

"Right!! I will take you down and step over!!

I can roar. I roar and step out to Glazillas.

To get over it, as the words shouted back.

When it gets close, it fires at your hair, the rubble of Issa. Turn it around the perimeter of the Glazillas and send it away.

"How powerful is it to just scream and scream! Brave, brave!"

"Ku......"

Issa's debris plunders her face and cleaves her cheeks. I rushed forward in my prestige, but it's the best I can do to keep moving to flirt with it, and I don't see a good opportunity to attack it. That aside, I can't even find a chance. No, it's nothing like that. At the first time I was forced to struggle, I was crushing the prospect of winning and so on.

But still, I had to step out here myself. Even if they say they're barbaric, even if they say they're stupid. I struggle with Rajas, Elliot pulls me out of my hand, I give in to Ilzar, and even here and again, even if I remain halfway through, I will have to spoil myself for being halfway through this.

Because I have company that I can count on. Right now, because I have a buddy from behind who speaks out of concern.

Let's take them down together. Don't push it. All I hear is such a kind voice.

Always like this, someone is helping me. But is he really a brave man? Can I really be called a brave man for that? Isn't it a hilarious dogma that just became heavenly in high places, only to be helped without help and only to be put on the Divine?

I can't admit that. Never. Unfruitful deception means nothing.

Yes, I'm such a bluff, it can't be good.

"Unbeatable......"

"For the goddess!? Or for humans!?

"No! Neither the brave nor the people of this world of goddesses matter! This is all for me!

Yeah, so yeah. When I leap, I don't know. I've smoked it before. It was sweet to my buddy's liking. Such a half-hearted self and to certainly distinguish (understand) here.

Even if we can't fly, we can never fly without trying to fly ourselves, so we have to step out here right now.

So...

"I... I'll be strong! I want to be strong!!

I shouted my thoughts, my wishes, to myself, and it was then.

- If you want, ask, sue.

"Huh...?

- The gates of poverty that lead to great power exist in you, whenever and whenever.

"So, who...?"

No one speaks up without trying to make an inorganic proclamation that suddenly resonated in their head.

I realized I was just thrown out in the muddy darkness.

"Hey, what? What's this? Well, why..."

Seeing an inexplicable situation, I am easily bewildered. Himself, indeed, should have been in the front of the Imperial Army position, Glazillas. Nonetheless, those things are nowhere to look around. Nowhere. On the contrary, the surroundings are covered in darkness, only to see something like light far ahead.

It's as if he's been left in the middle of a long, long tunnel.

Why? Why are you here? Such questions and perplexities constantly come to mind.

But they were quickly dismissed.

Yes, because the little light that was behind the darkness looked pale and pale.

"Ahh."

As fascinated by a distant and radiant pale, it leaks a glowing word. Unintentional. It stays blurry, the same as the sobering voice in my head again. The fever that cried out for itself earlier had also now vanished and was occupied only by the pale light.

This light looked familiar. It is nothing more than that light, emitted by the jewels resting in Sacramento.

Moments, I could understand much better. He said he had to go for that light above all else. At the end of that light, all the answers are waiting.

So I ran out. Running, running thoughtfully - I grabbed the pale light.

Immediately afterwards, the words overflow in my head. It is voiceless audio, and it is.

- To the brilliant brilliance of my Lapis.

- Crystallize it, sword spirit.

Repeating the wording makes the pale glow stronger. Its spread brilliance gathered in my hands - but before I heard the last wording, the dazzling light disappeared.

... If you notice, there was no darkness or pale light there like a tunnel, and the view was back at the Imperial Army position.

In front of me, Glazillas laughs.

"Hmm. I don't know what you're gonna do, it just glowed"

If the words were correct, I guess I would have emitted pale light here right now. On my right hand, I have a crystalline sword (Ishar cluster) held before arming at some point. Did you unconsciously grab it, or was this the pale light you grabbed earlier?

The crystalline sword continues to emit a pale light, as if it left an aftertaste of the pale light shown earlier.

Glazillas is right. It just glowed. I'm sure I've been in this place all my life and just let the pale light overflow out of my palm. To that evidence, Sacramento had not turned into a weapon, as it did then when he fought Ilzar. That would be the natural consequence, since we could not know that wording, which turns it into a weapon, to the end.

But still, I grabbed the pale light then. I saw the way. I saw the door. In the depths of that pale glow, I heard that voice whisper.

Therefore, the power obtained - is not zero.

"What -!?"

When I regain the sword of Orihalcon and move at the same speed as when I overwhelmed Ilzar, I hear a staggering repertoire.

Perhaps he seemed to have disappeared from sight himself.

This demonic general is no stronger than Ilzar. Power is inferior to all things. Extremely inferior. Looks like you're losing to someone like that, the ordeal ahead will be immeasurable. So...

It's only this once that I get a good night's sleep. It is only by winning from this degree of opponent's front that you deserve to be treated like a strong man.

One step. Take another step and, silently, wave the sword of Orihalcon. Beat off the bullet-like debris that flies. Crush the ground. In a tough step, the shoe sank into the soil, and the soil froze up from the edge of the shoe.

Every time I get close, I hear Glazillas - I can't hear him. It can no longer be heard as a sound. A noisy murmur becomes recognized in the head as a sentence, not a sound. "Stupid," "something like this," such a line of sad sentences for those who perceive it as falling to the extreme of confusion. It is understandable, as it were, that the hearts and minds of the struggling opponents are kept out of the cold. But there is no joy or dust there. I didn't step out to gain such a sense of superiority.

No more distance from the demonic generals, not even a few steps. If you stretch your sword, it's the realm you'll reach. In such close proximity, the demonic generals give up badly and try to shoot Isa's debris out. But it's too late. The winning itinerary is already crushed before it even starts.

Glarazillas shouts to himself as he approaches carrying his sword.

"I am the army! Attacks with swords are pointless before me!

What you hear is anger. No, it would be a vanity without. In a situation of disadvantage, voice your strengths and inspire yourself. Indeed, as I say, it is troublesome to be a group.

But...

"- Is that right?

"What?"

"Even if you are a group, your consciousness is one, which means there must be a command tower somewhere to lead that consciousness. Without it, you'd fall apart and become chaotic. Wouldn't you?

The voice of the truthful glarazillas turns into a terrible rush.

"So, why, what... why do you know that!?

"Light..."

"What?"

That's what that pale light taught me.

That pale light that responded to my thoughts. When I touched that light, the whisper of a voiceless voice taught me. That's never the one you can't defeat.

And the slaughter that was swung down cut a small steeple buried deep in the Glazillas.