He roared and tried to raise his Shield, but his arm was only halfway up...
PFFT!
The Short Spike shot precisely through the gap at the Shield's edge, piercing the side of his neck and sending out a spray of blood.
The burly man's eyes flew wide open. His massive body crashed to the ground like a toppling mountain, leaving only a gurgling, rasping sound in his throat.
"Ambush! Focus fire on him!"
Cyrus was the first to recover from the shock. He roared hoarsely, swung his Magic Staff, and a Strong Acid Arrow he had been preparing shot toward Roland with a corrosive hiss.
But Roland, as if he had eyes in the back of his head, spun with an uncanny footwork just as he struck the man down. He dodged the acidic green Arrow by a hair's breadth, his Short Spike sweeping around in a strange arc.
