From the ocean side

From the ocean side The Sea Wild group appears first. gliding over the waves The magic of ice and water It flies in like a spear. After that-- The fog shook once Shadow Wilder appears. a masked face. The shadow moves first The body follows. "As expected, it's mixed." The dryer speaks low. The crossbow is ringing. a series of shots. The arrow mixed with wood and vision It flies over the waves. One Sea Wild I'm putting up an ice shield Sound waves pass through first. The shield is split Right through. It sinks into the water. At that moment. The shadow slides sideways. Shadow Wilder. The sword sticks out first It's an already predicted angle. Dried takes a step back Dive the ground. The roots are sticking out Hold the shadow back. the gap The niad is coming in. a swarm of swords. The water and the wind are on the sword Cut it short and fast. The shadow is split in two It doesn't disappear completely. But then an electric blow. Shadows scatter like they're tearing apart. This time, up there. Wooden Wilde Step on the wooden board and jump off. The bow is pulled at the same time The wind pushes the arrow. The dryer doesn't stop. with a crossbow Run sideways and shoot. A tree arrow and an arrow in the air First, the hit side falls. The two Sea Wilds Pull up the water. Ice forms on the spot It hits the ground. Naid lowers the sword. "I'm coming." Step on the water. The waves push her up. a moon-greeting sword. The sword blade swung in a curve Cut the body with ice. The blood mixes with the water. From the back. Shadow Wilder reappears. This time, it's two. under the mask A low laugh seeps out. "It's annoying." The dryer catches his breath Put strength on the crossbow. a combination of vision and sound shooting. The air is torn The shadow itself shakes. It doesn't disappear completely It doesn't maintain its shape. I'll take that opportunity Naid cuts it down. The sea is no longer still. Sea Wild, Shadow Wild, Wooden Wild Although we have different personalities The goal is one. Killing two. "He's angry." Naird speaks briefly. Dried nods. "Still" Raise the crossbow again. "We're more used to it." Shoot again. Cut again. The waves and shadows again. This fight is It's not a battle that ends at once. Wilder is I don't get tired. but Dryer and Naid are It doesn't collapse. And the ocean There's still a lot more to do keep under cover