Javier patted Buddy's side lightly, signaling him to slow.
"Alright, Buddy," Javier said calmly, his sharp eyes scanning the road ahead. "We have to make a stop first.
If we leave this area unattended, it'll cause more problems for the civilians later."
Cuquawked!
Buddy squawked in firm agreement, stomping his heavy legs and slowing to a ready trot.
Without wasting a second, Javier leapt off Buddy's back, landing smoothly on the dirt road.
His right hand raised sharply into the air.
Mana flared around him.
"Summon White Puppet Knights!"
In an instant, twenty gleaming figures materialized around him.
White armor, polished like ivory, caught the last rays of the setting sun.
Each knight carried a white ore sword and shield, humming faintly with reinforced magic.
The knights' hollow eyes flashed with cold, mechanical life.
Javier pointed forward without hesitation.
"Command: Kill the miasma."
"Affirmative."
