The surrounding ordinary goblin warriors swiftly gathered around it, attempting to form a temporary defensive line using their shields, while the goblin shaman standing at the rear had already raised its bone staff and begun mobilizing the mana within its body.
Seeing this, Zich's gaze sharpened slightly.
"Hexbone, Weakening Curse!"
The instant the command was issued, Hexbone, concealed behind the boulder, raised its bone staff.
The emerald-green light at the staff's tip suddenly flickered, and an extremely thin wisp of cursed mana silently swept across the road before accurately landing upon the Ironclad Guardian, which was preparing to withstand the Silverback Ape's charge.
Buzz!
A faint curse mark suddenly appeared on the Ironclad Guardian's shoulder.
