At the end, the blue-haired man burst out laughing.
Durin appeared calm on the surface, but inside he couldn't help but admire how logical this guy's argument was; it was truly hard to refute.
Never mind that Durin only knew the Light Spell; if he could release the fire magic he had accidentally cast when possessed by the Darkin Stellatu, he definitely wouldn't be wasting words with these two outlaws; he'd just blast them with a fireball.
The problem was, Durin couldn't release it!
Although his heart was covered by Darkin energy, the issue was that he had plenty of mana but no idea how to convert it into magic.
This mana was like a pool of stagnant water; no matter how he called to it, there was no reaction.
Release the fire!
Don't fall asleep!
Hurry!
Come out!
Durin's heart was roaring, but he still maintained a calm expression and said in a steady voice, "I just wanted to give you a chance."
"Enough talk! Give us that instrument bag!"
The blue-haired man grew impatient and stepped forward, reaching out with his left hand to grab Durin's backpack, while his metallic brass right fist swung toward Durin's cheek.
Durin wouldn't just wait for death; he leaped aside to dodge. Rain splashed where he had stood, shattered by the wind from the punch.
Cold sweat broke out on Durin's back instinctively. If that punch had landed, his cheek would have swollen, and his teeth would have been knocked out.
Amidst these racing thoughts, he dodged repeatedly. With 51 points in Running proficiency, he could always anticipate and avoid the incoming brass fist, as if dancing in the rain.
Durin even seized an opportunity to take out his new weapon, a Mace, and swung it hard at the blue-haired man's shoulder!
Clang!
The blue-haired man took a side step, leaning his body to the left and blocking the attack with his brass mechanical right arm.
[One-handed Weapon +1, Current Proficiency 77/100]
[Running +2, Current Proficiency: 53/75]
Although the blue-haired man blocked the strike with his brass arm, the immense force from Durin's Mace still made him stagger, causing the Character Card System to judge it as a valid hit.
"Come help me!" The brief exchange made the blue-haired man realize Durin was troublesome, and he immediately called out to his companion.
The bare-chested man with mechanical arms moved instantly. The steam boiler on his back emitted a steady stream of white, scorching steam as he lunged toward Durin like a leopard.
With the metallic grinding of gears and bearings and the roar of the steam boiler, the silent outlaw leaped at Durin amidst the rain in a preying mantis stance, his Mantis Blades waving like waves stirring the light and shadows of the rainy night.
In the dark night, these two glinting Mantis Blades were like death's scythes, exerting a powerful pressure.
Durin thought he wouldn't be able to handle such a fierce attack, but once he actually engaged the outlaw, he was surprised to find that while the opponent's assault was fast, it was somewhat disorganized. Though the blades were sharp, their owner didn't know how to maximize their lethality.
Durin even felt that if he were the one using those Mantis Blades, he had several ways to easily slaughter the outlaw he was fighting.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Durin had already taken the small shield from his back into his left hand, precisely using it to block the Mantis Blades' strikes, resulting in a series of dull thuds.
However, the small shield was made of wood after all. Before the sharp Mantis Blades, wood chips constantly flew off, but the owner of the blades was also panting from the assault, his footwork gradually becoming messy.
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