"I'll die fighting if it's the last thing I do."
Anna's cold words rang through the battlefield. The grim determination burning in her eyes was enough to make Ballard's smile gradually vanish.
He looked at her with a deep scowl on his face and flatly muttered, "We can't have you dead now, can we?"
The blond Magus lingered for a moment before adding, "That would defeat the whole purpose."
Anna frowned. "What purpose? Just… who are you people?"
"Gaaahhhh!"
Before Ballard could answer, a sharp cry filled with pain pierced through the air.
Hearing that familiar voice, Anna's heart was gripped by nervousness.
She immediately turned towards her protector, only to see the undead knight, who at some point had arrived beside him, slamming its onyx warhammer on the old man's chest.
The sound of bones creaking, along with Kasper's blood-curdling screams, filled the air.
