"Colin, my friend, don't you go turning into one of those," Kase said, panting heavily. "If you did, you'd deal with all the enemies yourself. There'd be nothing left for the rest of us to fight."
"Let's not joke about that. We don't know if the Ghost from behind that stone door is going to come after us." Colin leaned on [Burning Blood], slowly getting to his feet. The wound on his thigh throbbed with a pain that made his scalp tingle.
A moment later, Ale's [Wall of Fire] dissipated.
The fiercely burning wall of fire vanished in an instant, leaving the corridor behind it completely empty. Not even a shadow remained.
Dorn, still lying on the ground, craned his neck to look and said cheerfully, "What's that saying again? 'Fellas, we graduated!' I finally get why those Drow are so happy when they graduate from their Swordsmanship Academies."
Just then, Orelia came to Colin's side and began using Divine Art to heal his wound.
