Jude then told him in detail what had happened at the military city. Hearing the circumstances, Ezechiele's eyes widened. It seemed Bastien had not told him the details. Well, it was Bastien they were talking about... At most, his account would have consisted of punch, kick, roll, jump, and his favorite word.
"Are you saying even the four of you can't kill that monster?"
"To be precise, I prioritized looting the M72 before fighting. Ilaria and Elise were only there to draw its attention."
In other words, Bastien was the only one who had truly thrown himself at it.
"What if the four of us... no, the three of you fought it?"
"It'll be hard. But why three? You're not sure you can take it on?"
"Because... in this cramped, dark place, blink is limited."
"Take this."
Jude took a flashlight out of his item slot and handed it to him. Ezechiele's face brightened as much as the flashlight did, which threw a tremendous amount of light when turned on.
"This should be enough."
