Rye, Anna, and Miklis were tasked with leading a group of 25 hostages safely out of the arena.
Just as they had walked away from Shin, they were met with hordes of skeletons, their bony frames clacking menacingly as they advanced.
Rye quickly stepped forward, casting a powerful wind shield around the group to deflect any incoming attacks. "Stay close to me, and don't let your guard down," he cautioned, his eyes scanning the area for any signs of danger.
Anna took up her position at the front of the group, her weapons at the ready. She had faced many foes in her adventures, but the undead always made her skin crawl. Nevertheless, she gritted her teeth and steeled herself for the battle ahead.
The skeletons charged forward, their swords clashing against Rye's wind shield. Anna sprang into action, her dual swords flashing as she cut down the undead one by one. Her movements were quick and precise, her years of training allowing her to anticipate their attacks with ease.
Miklis stood back, their sharp eyes scanning the area for any hidden threats. They may not have been able to use their magic in this fight, but their vision was still a valuable asset to the group. They spotted a group of skeletons advancing from the side and alerted Rye, who quickly adjusted the wind shield to protect the group.
The trio faced the horde of skeletons head-on, weapons drawn and ready. Anna charged forward, her dual swords flashing in the dim light of the arena. She moved with precision and speed, slicing through the bones of the undead with ease. The sound of metal clashing against bone echoed through the arena as she fought, her focus unbroken even as she was surrounded by the relentless horde.
Meanwhile, Rye stood back, his hands moving in a fluid motion as he cast yet another wind shield spell. A shimmering barrier of wind surrounded the group, deflecting the blows of the skeletons and protecting the hostages from harm. His sharp eyes scanned the area, searching for any weak spots in the skeleton's defenses that he could exploit.
Miklis used their hawk-like vision to spot any incoming danger, alerting the others to any potential attacks. They also used their sharp claws and beak to deal with any skeletons that got too close.
Just as they thought they had finished destroying all these skeletons, one more horde charged towards them.
"Ugh, come on!", Anna raised her voice and rushed forward.
Anna charged forward, her heart pounding with adrenaline as she prepared to face the skeletons. As she swung her sword, she let out a fierce battle cry, determined to protect the hostages and make it out alive.
"Come on, you ugly bones! Let's see what you've got!" Anna shouted, her voice filled with a mix of excitement and fear.
One of the skeletons lunged at her, Anna quickly sidestepped and slashed her sword, feeling it connect with a satisfying crunch. She didn't have time to revel in her victory, however, as more skeletons closed in on her from all sides.
"Stay back! Stay back, you fiends!" Anna yelled, her voice starting to rise with panic as she fought for her life.
Despite her fear, Anna pushed through, her muscles burning with exertion as she took down one skeleton after another. Her mind raced with thoughts of the hostages, and she knew that she couldn't let them down. With every swing of her sword, she screamed with all her might, hoping that her voice would somehow reach the others and give them strength.
Finally, they reached the exit, the bright sunlight streaming in through the open door. Rye let out a sigh of relief, his wind shield dissipating as he turned to the group. "We've made it," he said, a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips.
The hostages were grateful and relieved, thanking the trio profusely for their bravery and skill. Anna wiped the sweat from her brow, a sense of pride swelling in her chest. "It was nothing," she said, her voice steady and strong. "Just another day in the life of an adventurer."
Miklis nodded in agreement, their keen eyes scanning the area one last time before turning to follow the group out into the sunlight. As they emerged from the arena, the hostages cheering and clapping, Rye felt a sense of satisfaction wash over him. They may have faced incredible danger, but they had emerged victorious, and that was all that mattered.
MEANWHILE…
Shin, who remained in the Arena along with 10-20 other hostages, some being dwarves and elves, let Lucas handle the skeletons.
However, the fight seemed to have been getting dragged.
Shin had no problem at all. Someone else was fighting for him and was going to finish everything, he didn't mind this.
But what he did mind was the fact that the skeleton king just casually sat back on the throne.
More likely, it was as if he was suddenly calm and didn't worry about his soldiers who were being killed.
It was more like… an entertainment to him.
This was something that got on Shin's nerves.
He was already fed up with being toyed, just as the kingdom of Levonia had done, and now, he could by no means control himself from getting the urge to completely eradicate this so called Skeleton King.
His eyes, which seemed quite normal until now, started to shine with emerald green light.
Within a second, a gentle breeze that had started to blow, changed into a gigantic tornado.
*Ding*
[You have used the skill Hurricane.]
All the skeletons in the vicinity, all of a sudden, got sucked into the gigantic tornado that was generated.
As for Lucas, his attention was also caught by Shin's skill.
The Eggman too, he jumped and grabbed onto Lucas, in order to avoid being pulled into the hurricane.
As for the rest of the hostages, Lucas erected a mana barrier around them, preventing them from being affected by the skill.
"You are having fun, aren't you?", Shin asked, in a deep menacing voice, glaring right at the skeleton king.
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