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Suddenly, Lutz came to the front lines. Panicking, the monster he approached held out its hand and launched a fireball at Lutz, burning his clothes a little.
“Is that all you’ve got?”
Lutz’s hair entwined itself around the Wight’s neck. The hair moved as though it had a will of its own, entangling its victim; the sorcerer’s life was soon put to an end.
The remaining Wights grew flustered and their formation crumbled apart. Alisa and her comrades weren’t going to let their chance slip away; they easily quelled the last of the Wights in no time at all.
The party came upon an L-shaped corner.