Dark Fantasy: Super Coward Mode

"Н̸̨̡̠̓̈́е̸͍̪̜̏̓̕̕л̷̨̣̪̠̈̒е̸̭̞̝̉̉͜п̸͕̰̜̞̔̈́́̋ы̶̢̙̩҇̂е̷̢̙̔̊̿̏̕ в̸͙̘̞̃͢͞ы̶̫̠̙̓̓͗͢͠!̴̞̠̗̜̈́̑̑̑͠"

A monstrous sound, accompanied by a disorienting, alien voice, roared across the battlefield, shaking the air itself.

The source of this chaos was the Dragon Slayer’s vocal cords, a being summoned earlier by Tanthan.

Its gaze was fixed on Tanthan. Or, more precisely, on the Lesser Divines chasing after him.

As Tanthan had departed ahead to stop the Second Princess as quickly as possible, the Dragon Slayer stood as a wall, blocking the pursuing Lesser Divines.

The Dragon Slayer opened its massive maw.

Within moments, fiery energy began gathering in its jaws, coalescing into an impossibly enormous fireball.

Watching this, the Vice Commander, Marenne, felt overwhelmed by a sense of awe.

“What is that sound?!”

A woman’s voice cried out from behind—it was White Mask.

“Who... what in the world—oh.”

White Mask stepped forward, trying to assess the situation, but when she saw what Marenne was witnessing, her reaction mirrored Marenne’s astonishment.

The fireball, larger than the flames of any forge, was hurled toward the swarm of Lesser Divines crawling toward Tanthan.

───!!!

“Argh!”

“Gah!”

The first shockwave sent a gale-force wind tearing through the battlefield.

Both Marenne and White Mask nearly lost their footing, forced to drive their weapons into the ground for support.

Barely managing to withstand it, they were met with an ear-splitting explosion, louder than the Dragon Slayer’s earlier roar.

The sheer volume of the blast made both of them instinctively crouch as if to shield themselves.

When the chaos subsided, the two cautiously raised their heads and turned their gazes toward the site of the fireball’s explosion.

Their pupils constricted in shock.