"I've seen Hell."
Lumi struggled to lift her head.
What appeared before her was Priest Jean, who had been cleaved in half.
The priest who always liked to tell those headache-inducing jokes was now lying in the cold rain.
Until he bled out completely, he was still casting protective and healing divine arts for them.
"I've seen Hell."
She turned her head again.
On the nearby cliff, the Holy Knight Aine, as large as a small mountain, was embedded into the cliffside.
Protruding rocks pierced his cracked armor, melding his flesh with the cliff's stones, and the flowing blood stained the walls red.
To prevent the Demon King's great sword from harming those in the rear, he forcefully withstood several legendary attacks.
The armor he carefully maintained shattered as he intercepted a tide-like attack, ultimately dying of exhaustion, directly embedded by the Demon King into the wall.
"I've seen Hell."
She looked toward the battlefield at the forefront where the earth shook.
