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Just moments ago, while the battle with Nihilmir was at its peak.
Helberos, Epiden, and Elantia were hiding in the nearest annex bedroom, trembling with fear.
Outside the building, thunderous roars and vibrations were incessant.
The heavy tremors climbed up their ankles, resonating through Epiden and Elantia’s skulls and causing Helberos’s flame to flicker unstably.
<Ahhh!>
Helberos paced frantically inside the fireplace.
Reflecting his mental state, incomplete combustion occurred, and black smoke trailed his every movement.
<What do we do? What do we do? It sounds like there’s a fight outside—shouldn’t we go out?>
“What do you plan to do out there?”
<Help the farm owner!>
“You foolish flame demon. Staying put is helping.”
Clatter, clatter…
“Did you hear the skeleton? If we go out, we’ll just become hostages and end up aiding the enemy. Know your place.”
Helberos couldn’t…
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