"Summon—White Puppet Knights!"
Javier raised his hand, and five summoning circles flared open in the air around him.
With loud metallic clangs,twenty towering White Puppet Knights dropped from the magic circles, their full plate armor shining. They carried white ore swords and shields, and their eyes glowed with divine light.
"Formation: Line! Shield Up!"
They instantly moved to form a defensive wall between the incoming monsters and the palace gate.
"Charge," Javier's voice lowered, sharp and precise.
The puppet knights roared forward, shields raised and swords drawn—cutting through the corrupted beasts like a blade through wet paper.
Javier reloaded his guns with smooth efficiency and rode forward on Buddy, aiming with one hand.
But his sharp eyes weren't just on the battle in front of him.
If these miasma monsters made it this deep—
His mind raced.
Then what about the people in the town?
He clenched his teeth.
