In her mind, she searched all her knowledge, looking for a way to escape this place.
When the Limping Walker extended its tentacles toward her, she thought she was surely done for.
Not until a figure appeared in front of her... The monster's attack was blocked.
Amanda's consciousness returned from its daze, refocusing on the silhouette before her. The figure stood with such unwavering resolve that it seemed nothing could shake it.
It was him!
As long as he took action, everything would be alright.
This is no time to run away! Amanda's heart, originally consumed by fear, was suddenly filled with an unprecedented determination that even overpowered her terror.
Since the time of the Warwolf invasion, she had witnessed their great battle. Lance's might had been deeply etched in her consciousness then, and now it was merely being reawakened.
Nothing could bring him down, not the fallen Champion of the Barbarian Tribes, nor the monster before them.
