Shiiing!
It wasn't until my sword severed his head, that I felt relieved.
"Tsk!" I flicked the blood off my sword.
'That was rather easier than I expected.' I had thought the bastard would actually put up a fight.
I looked towards the other fights. The heretics Delilah was shooting at had somewhat reduced, while the heretic Rose was fighting kept teleporting at the last moment.
The reflection I had made just less than a minute ago swapped with the one still back at the inn.
Delilah was doing quite fine by herself, so I decided I would assist Fabian, while my buffed reflection would support Rose. I couldn't have any of the main characters die here now could I?
At first I only wanted to watch, after all, they did survive in the novel. But then again, this wasn't the novel, this was reality, anything could go wrong. In the novel the heretics didn't launch an assassination tactic and try to unalive the main casts in the middle of the night.
