Bab 232: An Overpowered Human with Friends

Third Person Point of View

Drake thought he knew what to expect when he arrived as reinforcements for another Dungeon being attacked by fanatics. What he didn't expect was the fervor the fanatics had when charging.

"KILL THEM ALL!!!"

"NO MERCY FOR THE NON-BELIEVEVRS!!!"

"FOR OUR LORD AND REDEEMER!!!"

One by one, droves of fanatical humans charged at the defense line, barely held by the defenders. It's been a week since their attack, and not once did they let up. Be it night, day. Hell, being outnumbered just made them incredibly eager to fight and die.

"This is not good."

The man beside Drake hummed with worry, his red eyes squinting against the charging horde of fanatical people.

"Your horn has anything to say?" Drake questioned with a straight face, his arms itching slightly at the incoming action.