An Old Country Bumpkin Sees It Through

“Hyaaaaaah!”

“Gugyah!”

A roar rang through the quiet cave.

Porta carefully raised his sword, making sure not to hit the cave wall, then cleanly cut one of the goblins in two.

“Oh, that’s a fine sword stroke.”

The thought slipped out before I could stop it.

It was unsettling to stand around calmly in the back while everyone up front fought desperately. But that was my job, so I had no choice.

So I decided to pay close attention to the way they wielded their swords.

“He understands the need to be careful in close quarters.”

Apparently, Surena beside me felt the same way...