In the wind that drove over the rock wall

in the wind on the rocks The dryer looks back. Masks. Faces mixed with forest patterns, water patterns, and shadow patterns. Wilder was already closing the siege. "Jen-Jen-Jen-Jen-Jen-Jen... It's faster than I thought." Naid takes a low breath. A wave of light sweeps over the sword. It was Wooden Vine Guard who moved first. The ground splits and the roots rise. The dryer reads the moment you step on it Immediately touch the ground. "Tie it up." The roots overlap on the roots. a clash of nature Wilder's vines are broken by Dryard's will. I'll take that opportunity Naid is digging in. Low as water, as fast as a blade. Sea Wild Tide Blader's sword swings like a wave The niad goes into the waves. Be cut. And a quicker counterattack than that. The trajectory of the sword, not the wave, remains. At that moment. The surrounding sound is distorted. Shadow Wild Baylor. The shadows stretch out The field of view overlaps in two layers. "It's an illusion. Don't trust the sound." As soon as the dryer said The crossbow is ringing. It's not an invisible enemy at the spot where the arrow was stuck The shadow comes up like it's tearing up Baylor pops out of it. As if Naird was waiting Throw a sword. "Now." But it can't last long. Wooden Root Breaker explodes his roots in the ground Sea Wild Surge Caller makes the battlefield wet. The ground gets slippery The movement becomes dull. And The shadow splits into two. Shadow Wild Mirror. "It's a clone. Don't cut deep." Naid's a beat slower Dryers shoot routes that are not fatal. Arrows don't kill enemies. Make a path instead. "Retreat!" Dried exclaims. The roots of the trees split the ground It's rising like a wall Ivy and the flower vines hold Wilder's feet. Naird turned one last time Cut down the waves. It's not a wave. It's a blade that cuts the retreat. The two run towards the rock wall. The ocean below. The chasers up there. The arrow flew in It's icy The shadow stretches out like a hand. Dried puts his hands on the rock wall Divide stones to create a scaffold like a columnar joint. "It's okay to fall." Naird says with a laugh. "The water... I'll take responsibility." At the last moment, Wilder's roar explodes. But they're already I was throwing myself at the end of the rock wall. Wind, Water, And cutting through the darkness. The sea awaits below. This is not a flight. It's a breakaway for the next fight. And Wilder I was aware of the fact. Looking at the two elves who disappeared into the waves He grits his teeth under the mask. "I missed it." but