The Crypt of the Forgotten King (part-2)
"Seriously, you are still afraid of zombies and ghosts? You are a 9-star Arcana Master who just killed a gargoyle," Azzy couldn't help but let out a chuckle, finding her actions cute.
Leah continued to bury her face onto his back while holding onto him, "I… I can deal with undead but can't handle ghosts. It's a past trauma from childhood."
Due to their mind sync, Azzy knew that she was genuinely afraid of them and not lying.
Hence, he could only turn around and hold her, patting her back as zombies rose from the graves with their disfigured bodies and spirits surrounded the party of six and started circling around them, "Now, now… you can fear the real ones but it is quite shameful to fear the illusion. Or just close your eyes and fight."
"Illusion?" Louis, who heard it, couldn't help but observe his surroundings once again. "It doesn't seem like one."
His leg was instantly kicked by his wife, startling him. "Read the room, will ya," She whispered.