Trinitas Mundus

Twenty forest wolves slowly advance through the meadow, which is a camp.

Roche, the archer, turned to the approaching wolves and began to release arrows.

Was his long bow quite a stiff bow or when the first arrow left a wind-cut sound of "Huh!" and flew away, he stuck it deep into the head of the leading wolf. The wolf that was shot fell to bounce on the spot and stopped moving immediately.

That signals, and the wolves run out in unison.

Ray tried to intercept with magic, but couldn't unleash magic on a wolf faster than he thought.

(I don't have time to patrol. All we have to do is take down the guy who gets close!

Hugo and Ashley were already surrounded by seven or eight wolves.

But the other wolves slip through its side and come towards the carriage.

Only about five seconds after Roche's arrow was released, more than ten wolves had been killed by a carriage.

The wolves seem to have decided to defeat those with dangerous weapons first, running towards Roche, Vieri, Cardina and Ray.

Two wolves also attacked around Ray as he wrapped around them.

He waves his favorite spear, Albumcorne, slashing and tearing the forelegs of one wolf. I immediately pull the spear, but the other bit at me for his knee.

He calmly lifts his legs slightly and receives those sharp fangs in the armor section.

It sounds like a gut, and he's about to be pulled down, but the wolf's fangs can't penetrate that hard armor, they just move their jaws empty-handed, and they can't apply enough force to pull him down that he stepped on. His spear strikes relentlessly at that wolf who moves his jaw in vain. And he was slashing and tearing that soft belly apart.

The wolf screams pitifully, ”Cain," like a kicked up dog squealing, rolling around on the spot.

Having rendered his two heads powerless, Ray headed to rescue Roche, who was struggling nearby.

Roche had abandoned his main weapon, Maine Weapon, a long bow, and was fighting with a long sword. But surrounded by three wolves, they have already shed blood from several places.

Ray pokes a wolf obsessed with Roche from behind and releases another poke at the screaming wolf.

The wolf, who was wrapped around Roche in that attack, also recognized Ray as a dangerous enemy, bowing his head low, roaring, and began to be vigilant.

Ray approached him unconstitutionally as if he didn't care about the wolf's vigilance or something, waving his spear.

The wolf judged the spear to be dangerous and retreated in a slippage.

(You're really smart. Four heads on a seemingly weak defensive Roche, two heads of restraint on a hard one for me... but my armor can't get through these guys' fangs. If you take it with armor, just like you did with Cylon, you won't get hurt. I'm worried about Ash, and if I pull him away from his carriage or horse, I want to go help him soon......)

As with the Battle of Theron, he waves his spear, under attack with armor. The only attack of the wolves was to bite, not to put them in between spears, and the wolves sustained one wound after another.

Moreover, Vieri, when the Cardina sisters were seen in crisis at the edge of their eyes, they ignored the wounded wolves around them and went to help them.

As he runs, he shakes his spear left and right, slashes and rips two wolves, and then jumps up further and punches one of them with that hard gauntlet trying to bite his arm.

After that series of attacks, and looking at the sisters, they were already back on their feet. They were burying the rest of the wolves one after the other in their usual brilliant collaboration.

In order to protect the horses, Roche dared to become a fool, attracting the wolves.

(That's awkward. If Ugo is nearby, I can handle it...)

Being an archer, he was not so good at swords, although he had a knack for them.

With Ugo, who often combines, he can flirt with a playful move and take the style of Ugo stabbing a stop, but he fought alone and struggled quite hard with the quick wolves.

(I managed to finish off one head, but I still eat three. It's tough to get bitten by an inflated tibia. I can't help my right leg...)

Waving a long sword, responding with a feeling of driving away rather than attacking, the approaching silver armor caught my eye.

I knew about Ray, the one with Ashley, in a duel fight with Cylon, but when we talked, it seemed like a weak man who wanted to suspect if this guy really beat that Cylon.

But this silver man in front of himself waves the spear of the cross freely, waving the wolves.

The way it fought was to waste time stabbing the stops, causing damage to the feet and bellies, ensuring that the wolves were powerless with minimal movement.

Soon there will be no intact wolves around Roche, and he will bury one wounded wolf at a time.

(Wow. Afraid of poking it in vain and losing it, it slashes and rips and deals damage. No waste at all... Spears must be awesome, but that judgment... I also feel like I know that Cylon has been defeated...)

The sisters of Vieri and Cardina do damage to the wolves with a quick move, but against the stiff fur of the wolves, their attacks were mild and hard to say effective damage. And they thought it was easy to give to the wolves, they were attacked by many wolves.

The sisters fighting back to back were pioneering at the wolves moving around quickly.

"It's depressing! Cardina, are you okay?

"This one's fine, where's your sister?

"I'm fine with about a scratch on the scratch, but I lost my sword throwing, it might suck a little..."

That's when Ashley's companion, known as Ray, waved a crossed eartip spear, and he saw the wolves kicking in.

Vieri was courageous as she began to feel weak as she rushed in with tremendous momentum, targeting the wolves who were after them.

He slashes and rips two wolves with a spear that shook left and right, poking a gap and striking one wolf with his right hand.

The wolf, beaten with that metal gauntlet, had a pitiful squeal of gang and had been slapped to the ground.

As Cardina watched Ray fight, as the same magician, she was amazed at the use of that spear.

(I use it more like Halvard or Grave than Short Spear. You have a good slashing taste and are sturdy to make...)

Next time she thinks about letting me see the spear, but still, she reminds me that there are wolves around her, and now she tightens out of her consciousness that she should concentrate on the fight, other than the fight.

The two buried the fewer wolves one after the other, flirting with the usual collaboration.

Ray was checking the situation around the carriage.

Of the dozen wolves that were around the carriage, only two or three were likely to move properly.

Some individuals are already losing their will to war, and he strikes as he rushes over to kick the wolves. The wolves, fearful of the momentum, were further pulled away from the carriage.

When he was relieved that he had separated all the wolves, one big wolf came dancing to him at a time.

The wolf was about 2 m long and 1 m tall and about the size of a veal or pony.

In an attempt to pull Ray down, the wolf has made the spring of his whole body advantageous and hung it around his body with its giant.

He cannot avoid a sudden attack and, of course, suffers from the touch of his body. I was so shocked that my breath jammed, I was blown behind every wolf's body.

The wolf tries to kick his body and distance himself, once again peering at the opportunity for his next attack.

You saw Ray out of balance and you decided it was your chance, to hang up the offense, so you came forward.

In order to avoid falling, he was supporting his body with a spear instead of a cane, unable to cope with the progression.

Because of his weight, he was unable to wave a spear, and he was unable to attack that wolf approaching him with a spear.

(Is this the boss? I can't roll out the spear, what do we do?

Against the wolf, who has been dancing again, he gives up his spear attack and puts in a kick.

Due to his precarious posture, he merely put his leg forward rather than kicking, but was determined by the counter feeling, and the wolf, kicked in the tip of his nose, roared gruntly and returned to his original position.

Ray, on the other hand, who unleashed the kick, would receive more than a hundred kg of wolves on one leg, falling in the form of an unstoppable buttcake.

(Awkward. Now if I get pressed, I get a bite in the neck. What to do......)

The wolf saw it as a one-of-a-kind opportunity and jumped toward Ray.

And he couldn't stand up, and he couldn't use a spear. He was defeated on his back and hung completely by a wolf.

The wolf tried to chew his neck off a thousand times with that big mouth.

He pushes the wolf's neck desperately, into protection, but gradually he is pushed in because of his poor posture and because the wolf's power is stronger.

Holding the wolf's neck with both hands, he was thinking of magic that could be used in that state.

(I can't use the arrow of light. Neither the fireball... nor the light can be worn because there is no weapon. Anything I can use...)

He can't think of any magic that seems to be readily available, and is forced to gather the power of the Spirit of Light in his right hand in an attempt to turn the magic of Thunder "The Unstoppable" into a stun gun without stopping.

In more than a dozen seconds there began to be a noise of jirrigiri, and after about twenty seconds, suddenly, the wolf was bouncing bikun and jumping off top of him.

(Did it go well? I don't care about that. In the meantime...)

He stood up quickly and put up a spear.

The wolf is shaking his head firmly to see if the shock he received in his neck still doesn't go away.

He rolls out his spear to take advantage of this opportunity, but the wolf also felt dangerous and was jumping backwards.

The wolf and Ray are at a distance and confronting each other again.

It was Ray who moved first.

He puts his spear low, whilst grinding away the wolf's forelegs.

The wolf avoids bouncing sideways, opening his mouth wide from that posture even further and jumping.

Ray twists his body gently as he pulls the spear, making the attack look good. And he poked up the wolf's belly in the spear patterned part.

The wolf, slapped with a metal pattern on his belly, unnecessarily falls from his face to the ground and rises bitterly shaking his head.

Spear the wolf as he stands right next to himself. The spear stabbed the wolf in the back leg, and the wolf seemed to suffer, but he turned the spear like a windmill and struck him in the back with a stone bump.

The wolves have not diminished their fighting spirit while taking all that damage. As he dyed his brown hair red, he leapt down his face to chew it off under his knees.

Ray, who expected it, swings the spear horizontally and slashes and rips under the wolf's jaw. The wolf, slashed and torn in the face, was just frightened and stopped moving.

He can punch himself all over the defenseless flank.

After a few nice steps, the wolf spit blood out of his mouth and fell.

The thrust on his last belly was fatally wounded, and the wolf leader was out of breath as he created a sea of red blood.

Ashley was fighting seven wolves with Ugo.

The two are wearing highly defensive metal armor, but the protective gear at the foot targeted by the wolf has a lot of gaps.

The seven-headed wolf turns the two fighting against each other on their backs as if to surround them, adding an attack.

Ashley had switched tactics to buying more time than killing because there were too many wolves.

He put his two-handed sword on the lower level, waved it up to slash, and kept the wolves from leaning on him.

But Hugo, who is fighting behind him, has already been bitten twice in the leg and is fighting to pull his right leg together.

She speaks to Ugo and makes sure she's safe.

"Are you okay, if you bear with me a little longer, Ray will come. Don't think about knocking it down. Think about it."

"Are you sure they're coming? Ok......"

Saying so as to whine bossly, Ugo restrained him with his right-hand sword, while the wolf who came by switched to the tactic of beating him with his left-hand shield.

(I think Ray would be fine, but there are more over there. If Roche and Vieri seem to be struggling, it's more likely Ray won't be able to come. Well, how long can you stand it......)

Of the seven, two have been rendered incapable of combat, but five are still persistently attacking. I thought it was depressing, and waving my sword made the wolves move strangely.

Suddenly, as he lost his temper of war, he circled his tail, and began to retreat, and the intact five fled to the woods.

I don't know what happened. The two look at each other with vigilance.

"What happened?

"I don't know..."

As Ashley looked back toward the carriage, the wolves headed toward the carriage were almost wounded and losing their will to fight.

Two people, Vieri and Cardina, are stabbing one stop after the other, where there are many injuries to their legs and they cannot escape.

And a short distance from the carriage, Ray's figure of spears sticking out at a wolf that was big at first sight caught his eye.

That figure is muddy, but I've immediately lifted my spear to her and told her she's safe.

The big wolf was like a leader, and the wolves who lost the leader of the flock fled to the woods, losing their will to fight.

Ashley rushed under Ray after making sure Ugo's wounds were no big deal.