Lancelot's sword was swift and fierce, and Dunif was cleaved into two before he could even react.
The noise of his sudden fall had already caught everyone's attention, now they were all stunned by Lancelot's abrupt assault.
But a more horrifying scene unfolded, the body of the Gray Dwarf bubbled as if boiling, emitting white smoke continuously, which gathered above into a vague, jellyfish-like form. The mist in the air had dissipated, replaced by a sickly sweet, rotten scent.
Kalalin's pupils constricted violently, recognizing what it was.
"Evil spirit demon!" His quivering voice exposed his fear, sending a shiver through everyone's heart.
But Lancelot didn't care about that; he fearlessly raised his weapon again and struck at the gaseous jellyfish form in the air.
The chill-emitting Frostslash passed through the location of the evil spirit demon without any hindrance, failing to cause any damage.