However, as someone who had a distaste of the likes of bandits, Firentis did not like calling them by their troop class name. “We have the boys from Sarrand to thank for that.” Since he had seen that shaman before, Kant had some impression of that spellcaster.Īs he saw Kant continue looking at the broken staff, Firentis began to explain. This was the staff that had once belonged to the Jackalan shaman.
The black gemstone at the top of the staff gradually dimmed and looked washed out. Bits of data streams were seen spreading all over the broken staff, seemingly encroaching and taking the powers within. He gently lowered his head to look at the package in his hand. Kant had naturally made the right choice.Īs a transported one, he knew that the cheat was the only power that he was truly able to rely on. Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio