The Machine Guarder began firing a beam gun at them.
“Damn, another robot?” Tyrone asked.
“This guy’s a battle-type, a Machine Guarder! But —” Alisa defiantly dodged one of the robot’s beams.
“His weak spot is the same as the other robots!” She drove her sword into the camera on its head. Tyrone then severed its head with his ax for good measure.
“Look out, duck!”
After shooting out blue sparks, the Machine Guarder exploded. (+1 CP, +1 MP)
“Phew — thanks to that, there’s a hole in the wall. We can escape from there,” said Tyrone.
Alisa screamed, but that did nothing to stop the Nightmare. The head of the monster stared down intently at Alisa.
The spine-chilling look in its eyes gave Alisa goosebumps. A cold sweat dampened her forehead.
—What is this monster? It somehow seems different from all the other monsters I’ve seen up until now..
Alisa grabbed her sword from the bed stand. She thought that might provoke it, but the Nightmare did not indulge.
“Alisa, is it an enemy!? We’re coming in!”
Tyrone and Myau burst into Alisa’s bedroom.
They saw the figure of the Nightmare and immediately lunged in to attack.
However, the monster’s strength far surpassed their imagination.
The Nightmare evaded both of their attacks. Its eyes had a sinister glow in them. At that moment, Tyrone cramped up and fell over. He was wrought with paralysis.
Without being able to put up much resistance, they were easily overpowered by the Nightmare.
“Tyrone! Myau!”
Alisa screamed and repeatedly thrust her sword. However, her sword simply passed right through the monster and came out on its other side.
“My sword does no damage! —Ahh!”
An invisible force grabbed Alisa and threw her to the floor. The monster’s sharp fangs awaited her as she lay struggling; those fangs then ripped her heart right out of her chest.
The Sandworm came flying towards Alisa. She chopped off its head midair. The remaining nine meters of its body hastily retreated into the sand. Its head, seemingly insane without its body, wriggled and thrashed about until at last it ceased moving.
“Pfft, he wasn’t as tough as he looked.” (+1 CP, +1 MP)
“Alisa, something else strange popped up,” said Tyrone.
A small gathering of the planet’s natives were standing there. They were a mousy looking species clad in robes. There were two factions of them; a group wearing blue robes, and a group wearing brown robes. They didn’t seem to notice Alisa and her comrades yet.