>>5348718Serpico's Sylph Hood and Sword seemed to have accepted each other's company, swiping the enemies at a mid-range as the trolls confusedly failed to understand what hit them. As the air elementals extended the blade's reach to three times over what it used to be, Serpico gracefully floated over the hopping beasts that threatened to lunge at him, autonomously dispersing those who blindly charged to his sides with a swipe of the hand and a strong gust of the wind.
"Spirits of the swords... Grant me power... I beseech you, Elemental Sylphs!"
It is amazing to see his development at hand. Already being a formidable knight, he now rivals the strength possessed by you, or even Guts himself. Despite being the one tasked with helping Farnese in her freedom, as she was sheltered by the oppressiveness of the religious world, he would soon find himself unable to pull her up to salvation, only sinking along with her as he pretended that nothing was amiss.
While he was the last of the two to consider freedom, it is quite fitting that the spirits of the wind would encourage him in his new journey.
As the village's inhabitants all came to the church, they were greeted by Morgan and the able bodied men of the village, fighting with sickles, hoes, rakes and forks as they all passed through the watchful eye of Hyde and Isidro.
"You sure this is gonna work, Bald Spot?" Isidro asked as Puck threw a few of the consecrated berries at the trolls, distracting them and preventing from eating the townsfolk as they chew threw their own to reach a single of those fruits."
"Damn sure! Just because I can't fly, doesn't mean my hunting skills have gone away! Now when I say 'go', you gon hit that fire dagger on this end of the rope and pull it up. They all either run away to escape the burst, or trip on it and spread those blazes onto themselves! Just wait till everyone gets in."
"How did you even think of such a ridiculous plan?"
"When you're just one man, you gotta find a way to kill a swarm of monsters by themselves, and compared where Jodi and I lived, these buncha trolls are nuthin but a buncha hairier, four legged spiders! Now let me go!"
"Where ya goin'?!" Puck mimics his accent as he panics in the absence of a responsible adult in a chaotic scenario such as this.
"That close minded priest ain't lettin' Schierke do her spells. Now I know this sound dumb, given all we seen so far, but I never stopped being a believer, and I don't remember seeing any parts of the scriptures that tell us to lay down and die when eerryone's crying out for help, and Imma let him get a piece of my mind!" Hyde sprints to the stairs, letting Isidro and Morgan take care of the upcoming row of trolls as he attempts to save some time for Schierke to astral project.
