"So my job here is to get rid of this guy?" Bob asked the people around him.
He was pointing to the guy that looks confused as an unrelated guy. Aldmari, the Holy Knight, who wielded a majestic mace on one and hand a beautifully crafted mithril stout shield on the other.
"Yes, please take care of him while we go after the rest," some guy replied.
It was a debacle for the Grave Robbers' party. Caught by surprise, they could hardly react to the attack. Most of them were disabled or dead while the tanky ones were severely wounded. Things happened too fast that they couldn't retaliate, even their leader was confused as all hell.
"Y-. YOU! Is this that woman's doing?!" Aldmari screamed to Bob's face.
"I have no idea what you're talking about, but you're going down!" Bob howled back.