The Legendary Mage

Mercenary Guild members froze for a moment, then with a start, they burst into curses, hurriedly grabbing their weapons.

Alavin was the first to dash into the valley, scooping up Ogmundr to the deepest part, and flashed a wicked grin at the mercenaries, "Lads, enjoy the feast of poison spiders."

"I'm gonna cleave you in twain," bellowed the burly man, swinging his blade toward Alavin.

"Forget him! We must fight our way out. Fight out!" The other mercenaries shouted in panic as the Vermilion Spiders began their assault.

"Lad, I'll remember your face!" The burly man glared at Alavin with venomous eyes. Sword in hand, he charged at the swarm of Vermilion Spiders, barking orders to the others, "Take the lass with you, and break free!"

One mercenary hoisted Nysah onto his shoulders, blending into the ranks.

"Alavin! Save me! I swear, if I die, I'll haunt you as a ghost," Nysah screamed as she struggled.

"Silence!" A mercenary struck her, and she fell unconscious.

The eight mercenaries yelled, collectively launching an attack on the Vermilion

believe that Alavin had saved

Suddenly, they all swarmed into the valley, taking up half of the space. Seeing so much

split a spider head-on. The other seven followed closely, forming

Alavin dropped Ogmundr and charged into the fray, racing to engage before the spiders fully

quick succession, aimed at the mercenaries

the daggers curved wickedly, striking from the sides, thunk, thunk, thunk, piercing their leather armor and sinking into flesh. The force staggered them, eliciting cries of

Dawnedge Blade casting a fierce light, driving the three back. These mercenaries were strong and wild; Alavin

hid in the rear, but sensing the

with him like a wild tiger, delivering a Mountain Mover punch with the force of two thousand

the

man was fiercely engaging the spiders when the collision sent him staggering, nearly falling. A Vermilion Spider bit into his shoulder, and others lunged,

The mercenaries' formation crumbled, and the surrounding