Alisa and her comrades made it to the northern reaches of the continent. They could make out the village of Bartevo with their eyes — and noses. There was also an undersea cave nearby, over on the other side of the channel.
The battle only lasted an instant. Of the six shadows flying through the air, three of them came crashing down to the ground.
Tyrone, Lutz, and Myau defeated each of the three Kryons.
“You could have at least left one for me,” sulked Alisa.
“It’s good for the main character to take a break once in awhile. —Those bat guys are actually pretty loaded —Oh, hey, this one’s still breathing.”
“Hehehe, there’s a lava pit up ahead. You’re all going to die there — gahhh!”
“What an idiot, letting the enemy know about upcoming danger,” said Alisa, sheathing her sword after delivering the final blow. (+1 CP, +1 MP, +200 MESETA.)
“Well, if it’s that dangerous up ahead, there might be something for us there,” said Lutz.
“Who are you?” the shadow said in a hoarse, husky voice.
“You first — who are you? Don’t tell me you’re Lutz,” said Tyrone.
The shadow clucked with laughter. He had a voice that rubbed nerves the wrong way.
“What’s so funny!?”
“Why, I’m just laughing because you people just asked the same question as I. And as for your other question, ‘Could you be Lutz?’ – no, it would appear not.”
“You’re trying to find Lutz too, aren’t you. What do you plan to do by meeting Lutz?”
“Let’s see, what do I plan to do? Burn him to death with flames. Or maybe I’ll crush his face in with my staff. Cretins who make enemies out of Lord La Shiec deserve to be met with death.”
“You’re one of La Shiec’s underlings! I’m not going to let someone like you go meet Lutz!”
Alisa readied her sword.
He clucked once more with laughter. “You people are saying you want to fight me? I’m a robotic sorcerer – the great Cyborg Mage!”
“Oh, hey, young lady, you’ve come again?” said Dr. Amamoto upon seeing the group once more. “Would you care for some ‘Fried Monster Fly’, ‘Smoked Scorpius’, or ‘Man-eater Salad’?”
“Oh, ahahahaha… Th-that’s quite all right, thanks. G-goodbye.”
Since Alisa and party didn’t have ranged weapons, the fight was pretty much one-sided. They were all getting shot at by beam guns, but the actual beams themselves were not very strong; the most damage it could do was leave a slight burn. However, with so many opponents, it managed to leave some damage. (-2 CP, -1 HP)
Alisa and the others were being pushed towards the edge of the cliff. The ground below was littered with what resembled a burial mound.
When they edged closer, the Motavian natives suddenly disappeared.
“Damn it, we’ve been tricked! Hurry, we’ve got to get out of here!” yelled Tyrone.
But it was too late. The burial ground below suddenly hollowed, and from the bottom of the cliff an enormous army of Antlions appeared.