Kapitel 493: Helpless Horde

This time, as he swung his hammer, as large as himself, towards the oversized lacyrie, it was unable to repel the heavy slam of his blunt weapon as both of its cleavers were instead repelled, leaving the slobbering, abhorrent brute wide open. 

After the first clash, sparks were still falling in the dank, clammy air of the cavern as he reared the hammer back once more. With both of his brown, leather gloves gripping the handle of the hammer as hard as he could, he summoned the strength of his miracle. 

It was at this time, in this situation, surrounded by countless lacyrie, that memories of old were resurfaced in his mind. 

"Felix, hurry up!"

"You alright, Felix?"

"Felix–!"

Their screams, and their smiles–both played in his mind in unison as behind his goggles, tears ran along the edges of his eyes as he began to bring his hammer down with words caught in his throat.