He hoped to stabilize the souls of the tribesmen and prevent others from being possessed by the evil spirit; however, just how effective it would be was indeed hard to say.
So Aiven decided to use his own method:
"Sorry, everyone, but I must trouble you for a moment!"
He waved his hand, scattering a handful of flat, brown seeds.
flo——
Amidst the green magical spiritual light, the seeds burst open, and a vast expanse of green-leafed, winding vines rapidly grew, binding everyone except the main combatants: Milan, Gary, and Apsuova.
Of course, it also included... the three Crowmen who had already joined them and held the rank of Apprentice Knight.
"Ah—!"
No matter how extraordinary they were, they didn't anticipate that Aiven, wearing a navy uniform clearly marking him as an ally, would suddenly strike at them, subduing them effortlessly.
Creek... creek...
Those who were bound couldn't even peel their skin off, let alone breathe, without exerting their utmost strength.
