The moment the Knight Captain pointed its sword toward Zich, the entire battlefield shifted again.
Shield knights rotated immediately while spear users abandoned several nearby targets entirely. Farther back, every bow knight slowly raised their rusted bows toward the same direction at almost the exact same time.
Toward him.
"So much for luck." Zich's eyelid twitched slightly while glancing briefly toward the Lucky Handband wrapped around his wrist. Ever since obtaining the thing, his life had become increasingly absurd in ways he genuinely did not appreciate.
A second later, the Knight Captain lowered its blade slightly.
Every undead unit moved!
BOOOOM!!! BOOOOM!!! BOOOOM!!!
Heavy armored footsteps shook the ruined courtyard while three shield formations immediately advanced toward Zich's position simultaneously. Spear knights followed behind them in perfect coordination while the rear archers adjusted their angle carefully.
