"Kill!"
A Knight of the City of Death, astride a steed with a ghostly Bloodline, ferociously charged toward the silhouette.
From a slow start to maximum speed, it only took a few Breaths' time.
The nearly six-meter-long Long Spear was an unstoppable charging weapon on the battlefield. Its Rapid Thrust could easily tear through a giant elephant.
The metal spearhead shattered the curtain of rain and, carrying immense force, struck right at Carl's chest.
However, the anticipated sensation of shattering did not occur. Instead, it was like striking a sturdy city wall cast from iron and steel. The Knight on horseback turned pale, his expression changing drastically.
"BANG!"
The immense force of the collision caused the Long Spear to shatter inch by inch.
"NEIGH!"
The horse lost its balance and toppled forward. The Knight on its back spat blood and tumbled to the ground.
The remaining Knights hadn't even gotten close before an invisible force blasted them away. Mage's Hand!
