A Monstrous Group

Completely forgetting of undead in front of him, Danzel's eyes flared up in surprise.

`Those guys!´

Recognizing the duo in front of him and the murderous look of the old man behind the small girl, he swiftly grabbed his sword and draw it so fast that it created sparks on his scabbard.

But before he could even fully draw his sword out, a clear air-cutting echo appeared.

With his skill [Greater Sense Danger] sending a warning signal to its fullest, Danzel could only stare in slow motion at how the opposite curved sword was closing towards his neck.

As soon as the sword touched his dark plating and was slowly moving deeper in his armor, a deep yet low voice appeared inside their head.

"Stop."

As if following his command, the old man's sword stopped in an instant while Danzel was frozen mid drawing his sword.

*Fsouh!

While those two were frozen like statues, the wind in comparison was violently pushed to the side.