The Commander Goblin was in a bit of a panic at this point, frantically chanting spells, with the power of fire elements gathering—most likely casting the "Fireball Skill"!
Once this fireball exploded, its power would rival that of a small hand grenade, enough to seriously injure the guard captain!
Just then!
The sound of the flute became shriller again.
The elements around the Commander Goblin fell into disarray, and the forming fireball spell instantly dissolved.
—Spell counter!
"Go, assist the captain!"
Wendi felt as if a second wind had filled his body, which had seemed as desolate as the desert, refreshing him like a flow of water.
He killed a Goblin with one swing and led the charge toward the captain.
It was only then that he saw the source of the flute music, a bard clad in a wolf skin cloak, with a wolf head patterned decoration on his right shoulder, weaving through the battlefield with agile movements and playing a white bone flute.