Capítulo 111: Savior's Savior

He gulped and held his spear tightly, "…Don't worry. I'll save you!"

Though he said such courageous words, his heart thumped inside of his chest with fear; his fingers trembled against his spear and sweat dripped from his chin,

STOMP. STOMP. STOMP.

It was only thanks to the two lesser spirits that aided him and the light they emitted that he saw the approaching figure: it was an Outrider dressed fully in black garbs; he was bulky and stalwart like a steel wall. In the hand of the approaching foe, a large greatsword was dragged across the floor.

In the face of such a beastly adversary, he found his legs quivering beneath him as his grip on his weapon felt as fragile as glass, but he held himself together with a false stretch of his lips. Being able to smile in the face of dread allowed for some semblance of hope, no matter how insignificant it might be.

"...You're awfully big, aren't you?..." He said with a shaky smile.