Shane Sacredragon, who had almost been nailed to the city wall, had flames bursting from his eyes, the Soul Fire in his sockets blazing fiercely.
The hole in his chest slowly repaired itself.
Liches can't be killed unless you shatter their Life Box.
Knight Lance stared straight ahead. "So how do we kill this… he's basically unkillable, right?"
On the side, Locke held the same pose. "I've got a great idea!"
The nearby Great Knights pricked up their ears, and heard Knight Locke declare, full of confidence, "We can chop off his two arms, then each of us take one arm and run in different directions. How about that?"
The Knights: "…"
The black helmet couldn't hide the slight twitch at Lance's lips. "Locke, look at that guy's chest. He's regenerating!
You run off with his arm, and before you've gone far, he'll have grown new ones!
Might as well tear up a Devil Summoning Scroll and have those devils, who'll do anything, come steal his Life Box."
The Knights: "!!"
