I gritted my teeth, used every drop of strength I had inside me, and pushed myself to a sitting position.
"Wh-why won't this bastard die?" Charlie muttered, his massive hammer dripping with my blood.
"I'm almost out of arrows as well," the archer added.
"Tsk, I'll just smash his head completely," Charlie declared. "Let's see if you recover from this as well."
Charlie shot into the air, his hammer blazing with bright blue energy. Jagged translucent spikes erupted along its surface as he brought it crashing down toward my skull.
The moment it was about to smash my head, a dark energy erupted, covering the surroundings around me.
"Sam, take Sir Morning Star and return to the city," Edrick shouted, standing before me.
"But I'm stronger than you," Sam protested, lifting me onto his back.
"That's why I'm asking you to take him," Edrick replied. "I won't be able to take Sir Morning Star away from here."
