Rumble!
The mechanical sound echoed again.
The elevator quickly ascended.
The view from above unfolded.
"Nice view."
I smiled.
Whoosh.
The wind blew fiercely.
The shadow put on its helmet again and threw the decapitated goblin corpses far away.
But could that really be called a shadow?
The towering figure, over 2 meters tall, seemed closer to an ogre than a human.
Covered head to toe in black armor, without a gap.
Gauntlets on the hands, sabatons on the feet, not even a needle could penetrate.
A walking fortress.
That was the presence it exuded.
Rumble!
The sound of the elevator moving was heard.
The armored figure's gaze turned toward the entrance of the elevator.
As if it had found its purpose.
His hand reached for an enormous greatsword.
Clang!
The door opened.
And a man came out.
It was Max Celtrine.