Chapter 18

Clifford was gasping for air on one knee, and his left eye twitching from the blood trickling from his forehead.

Eight knights surrounded him from all sides, each having a pair as a defense and offense. They circled around him, moving counterclockwise, snickering as they moved.

This was the exact scenario he was avoiding all this time. He can’t help but chuckle, finding it hilarious that he was thinking some unknown force was toying with him.

Thankfully, his two companions were holding their own against their opponents, providing him with enough back up.

“Sir otherworlder, are you all right?”

Galford noticed how the man was being overwhelmed. Though they wished to help, they were barely putting up a fight.

They weren’t just outnumbered, the difference in their level and skill were unmatched.

“I’m fine! Can you go ahead without me?”

Clifford was having second thoughts to increase the percentage of his attack. After his gaze had wandered around, he’d assessed the entire place was going
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