Leon flipped in the air and landed, scattering a handful of Repair Light Powder on the Morning Star Hammer, his gaze filled with fighting spirit as he glared at Tomb King Nite.
The previous strike was far stronger than the Four Kings of Little Londo.
But now, after taking it head-on, he only sustained a minor arm injury!
"I can win!" he charged ahead with swift steps, "It's time to defeat the enemy!"
Tomb King Nite stood motionless, but the dense skeleton heads on him suddenly began to stir restlessly, with one after another falling off. As they hit the ground, they grew into large skeletons almost indistinguishable in size from him, each wielding a Tomb King Sword.
In the blink of an eye, a dozen large skeletons surrounded Nite, and...
"All of them possess Elite-level power." Drew's hand shook slightly as he gripped his Magic Wand.
