“Fire… Bolt…”
There were heads of corpses just rolling around on the ground. However, when these heads mumbled with leaking wind like voices, the headless bodies cast magic and posed danger against Ian.
‘Damn it!’
Ian completely crumpled his face. In a hurry, he threw his own body behind rubbles of collapsed buildings and rolled.
Putting the sound of loud explosion behind him, Ian was able to hide behind the rubbles. It was a close call. Before Ian was able to catch his breath for a moment, Ian found a corpse coming at him with its mouth wide open. Ian extended his arm.
“Guuurrrr!”
“…?!”
Crunch.
It showed up right in front of Ian, so he was not able to get away. Ian’s arm was bitten by the corpse’s teeth.
“Kuuk!”
There were drops of sweats flowing on Ian’s face. They fell to the ground like rain drops.
“M… Mister! Just wait a bit! I’ll heal you right away…”
“Fire… Lance.”
Surrounding herself in barrier, Priesia was trying to get to where Ian was hiding. However, from her behind, a corpse wearing a robe shot the Fire Lance, a pretty high level magic.
“Fire… Lance.”
“… Uuuk?!”
Although she had the barrier on, being struck by the Fire Lance twice from the back took a toll on her. Priesia crumpled her face. Before she could walk a few more steps, she faltered.
“God damn it. What are the guards doing…”
‘They are just corpses, so how come they can display such monstrous strength?’
Ian, who was struggling against the corpse that he ran into behind the rubbles, suddenly raised his ears.
‘This sound is?’
Clank.
It was the sound of armors clanking.
‘Are they finally here?’
Ian thought that these heavy noises must be from the guards or knights from the Solia Castle arriving at the scene. Ian’s face was about to be brightened, thinking he was saved. However, it immediately darkened.
“… Guuurrr.”
The armored things were approaching where Ian and Priesia were standing. Their eyes were pitch black.
“…”
They were corpses.
“At this rate…”
‘At this rate, we will die.’
Ian was almost certain of this. He desperately pushed off the corpse that was coming at him. He then ran toward where Priesia was struggling to stand up.
“Are you all right?”
“Ugh… Ugh…”
Last spring, she withstood dozens of magic from Astroa. However, now, she was covered in cold sweats and breathing hard.
This was as result of repeatedly performing heal and cleansing.
She healed the injured, cleansed the corpses, and had to defend against the nails and even magic attacks coming from corpses charging at them. The burden was increased three fold.
“Ugh… Ugh… M… Mister. Are you all right? Your arm was bitten. Please wait a moment. I’ll heal you first…”
“No. It is all right. A wound like this is something I always had hanging on my body while I was in the battlefield. It was like a medal of honor.”
Ian pushed away Priesia’s hand when she tried to heal him. Ian looked around the area and said,
“Besides…”
He noticed that the number of corpses grew substantially. He narrowed his eyes.
‘Their number is growing steadily.’
Before they realized, Ian and Priesia, who were saving people in the Right Solia, were fighting against greatly increased number of corpses.
Cutting, blocking and cleansing…
They were not sure for how long they had been doing this.
When they came to their senses, they realized they could no longer hear the screams or cry in pain from anyone anymore from the area. All they could hear now were ‘guuurrr’ sound in irregular pattern that was coming from the corpses.
“We are… surrounded.”
Under his mask, Ian had a desperate look on his face as he mumbled. Priesia, with her face covered in sweat, looked around.
“…”