Chapter 315: Cultist's Garden
Three of them rushed us, moving with a jerky, unnatural speed. They didn't run; they skittered, their root-like legs tearing up the sanctuary floor.
"Leon, front! Selena, flank!" I shouted, dropping into a crouch.
"On it!" Leon roared.
He didn't defend. He attacked.
[Lionheart Sword Style: Form 3 - Rising Sun]
The [Breaker's Hammer]—which Leon had modified to channel his sword arts—erupted with a blinding golden aura. He swung it in a massive upward arc.
WHOOSH.
The golden flame collided with the lead Dryad. Usually, plant monsters are resistant to blunt force, but the Holy affinity of the Lionheart flame acted like acid against the Rot. The Dryad howled as her thorny limbs turned to ash upon contact.
"Burn!" Leon gritted his teeth, driving the hammer down. "Crushing Claw!"
SPLAT.
The Dryad dissolved into a pile of black sludge and embers.
To my right, the second Dryad lunged at Selena.
