Akamir turned back, only to freeze—.
'Fuck.'
—At the sight of hundreds of creatures rushing at them.
He lowered his body, readying himself to face the specters.
The first wave of ten or so were rushing at him with threatening speed.
'I'd run out of mana long before even making a dent.'
He thought grimly, tightening the grip on his sword.
'Hm?'
A sudden pulse on his chest made him look down.
The Void Fox emerged from the crystal and settled onto his head.
"Kyuu!!"
It raised a paw, purring in excitement and pointing at the fae.
"I'm not your damn horse," Akamir groaned. "Get down!"
"Kyuu!"
"I don't know—."
His words halted abruptly as he felt something.
A purple spark forming at the fox's paw.
'Wait... what if I—'
Akamir closed his eyes and steadied his breath.
As if feeding on his will, the mana surged around him.
Crackle! Crackle!
Purple lightning rushed through his body as he opened his eyes.
