Sandblade Wilder

And from the front From Wilder's stuff From the front . Desert Sword Investment (Sand Blades) a thin curved sword a low posture gliding on the sand Combat Method: Fast Access Continuous Cutting Away . a double-sword chaser a double-handed sword Keep pressing and don't back down Features: Once you're close, you keep attacking . a wind cutter the use of a long sword Sand/air cut occurs when swinging Can check from a distance . Shadow Sword (Shadow) a short sword Approaching in the Dark Features: an attack behind one's back . an ambush executioner two daggers Aiming for weaknesses such as neck and joints a heavy long sword slow but powerful If you get hit once, it's a big damage a psychological compression type Rock Guard Sword (Stone) a thick stone sword a defensive center Entrance, blocking of the passage Wild or Wilder He attacks like an assassin But the fairy of the woods, Dried I got a kick out of And then quickly attack from shots and then from shotgun pellets And attack from missile sods Attacking from wielding the swords I'll cut it off from the moon's sword blades I cut it like that Two dry niads deal with them on the sand. The wind stops for a while. Naird says. “…The water won't move." At that moment. The sand is shaking. a low posture. a gliding approach. Desert Sword Investment The curved sword flashes. The dryer backs away. And. the left. two trajectories. a double-sword chaser It doesn't stop. Keep pressing. From the back. cutting through the sand. a sand dashing sword a rush. a cut-off. And the top. The air splits. a wind cutter Sand and air fly like a blade. Naid opens the curtain. The ripples are shaking. At that moment. From the back. The shadows pass. a shadowy sword Behind your back. But. Roots react first. The roots rising from the ground Hold on to the shadow. Dried. shotgun ice. (Screaming)! As ice sheets spread The assassins are pushed out. And. Raise your hand. a vision missile. Sword blades of light rise in the air. It's shooting. in succession. Wilder was cut down He falls on the sand. but. The front. a huge shadow. the great sword soldier of the abyss It's slowly approaching. Swing once. The sand splits. Dried. a moon-greet sword blade. with a bend of light. Once. I'm going to cut it. And. Naid. a water blade. He skips past his neck. The great swordsman of the abyss falls apart. static. on the sand. The fallen Wilder. Naird says. “…Why?" Dried replies. "We're here to clean up." "The forest has weakened." "The water is rotten." "The world is falling apart." a moment of silence. "So they... I'm trying to control it."