Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 85: 3 seconds of battle
"For so many years..."
Faced with the extremely cold words of the Dead Crow, Nicolai calmly responded: "Monty, this is the first time you haven't held up with me."
As if he had lost all emotions just before.
"Don't even bother to argue?"
However, the only response to Nicolai in the crevices was the low wind.
and——
"Whoo!"
Hearing a sudden crossbow rattle, Thales's breath stopped.
I saw Nicolai swaying, and he turned his body in embarrassment, avoiding the deadly arrow that pierced the air!
"咚!"
After the muffled sound, a short arrow was firmly nailed to the ground not far from the shoulder of the meteorite, and the shaft was still trembling.
"Nice dodge."
Monty's voice came from behind the rock again.
Nicolai lay on his side on the ground, panting eagerly-even though he tried to dodge, his light armour on his left shoulder was grazed by a powerful arrow, leaving an ugly damage.
"But with that arrow, how many more times can you roll?"
The meteorite frowned slightly, turned his head and glanced at the arrow shaft on the right back, and then reluctantly looked at the wound on his chest: the arrow tip was slightly exposed and dripping with blood.
Obviously, the evasive action just now worsened his injury.
"Why?"
just listen to Nicolai hoarsely: "What benefits did the stars give you?"
"Monty!"
But Nicolai's face changed abruptly, who hadn't finished the question, put his left hand on the ground, and dodged again!
"Peng!"
The crossbow string rang again, and the sharp arrow broke through the air.
"Clang!"
Another crossbow arrow was firmly anchored beside Nicolai's thigh, leaving a scary muffled sound.
The leg armor of the meteorite was torn by it, and a little bright red appeared under his clothing.
Next to the stream, on this small clearing surrounded by rocks, the seriously injured man was bloodless, panting on the ground.
is facing a terrible enemy hidden from view.
"Did you hear the sound of your own flesh being torn apart by barbs?" The dead crow's voice sounded faintly, full of viciousness and malice, constantly hitting the opponent's psychology.
But this time, the tortured Nicolai did not speak again.
On the contrary, his sweaty face is extremely focused.
saw the meteorite endure the sharp pain in his chest, firmly stretched out his left hand, and grabbed the gold-colored black saber.
Thales frowned.
"It's a pity, the power of the sun saber can't resist arrows..."
Monty’s sneer floated between the cracks, and with the sound of the uncertain wind, it was far and near: "Is it thinking: If the Soulbreaker is still there, then it will be fine—"
But the words of the dead crow stopped abruptly!
I saw Nicolai calmly kneeling and getting up, his left hand swept over the back of his head, and the sun saber stretched out to his back.
Thales' eyes condensed and he was surprised.
He is...
The blade of the meteorite glided over the arrow shaft exposed outside the carapace, bringing out a few sparks.
"Zizi..."
amidst the weird sizzling sound, the arrow shaft that was cut instantly fell weakly to the ground, one side of which was still faintly red, with a faint white smoke.
Nicolai coughed: "You know, this burning knife really can't be used to block arrows..."
His blade returned to his chest, close to the wound.
There was another terrible sizzle.
In Nicolai's difficult grunt, his blade and right hand left the wound on his chest together.
Thales' eyes widened.
I saw a small but hideous barbed arrow cluster, attached to the broken arrow body, which was pulled out of his chest by the man without hesitation.
Except for the sweat on his forehead, the meteorite didn’t even move his brows, as if he had just cut someone else’s wound: "But, debridement, taking arrows, and stopping bleeding by the way, is still very useful..."
The moment Nicolai's voice fell, the arrow strikes again!
"Wow!"
In the sound of breaking through the air, Nicolai's figure turned sharply.
The fold of fate surged in his body, bringing out the change of figure!
"ding!"
The new crossbow arrow passed through the afterimage of the target, pinned a few inches outside of Nicolai’s boots, buzzing with spare power.
Thales looked worriedly at the scene in front of him: looking at the crossbow bolt on the ground, the meteorite gasped gently, but was not injured.
Compared to before, Nicolai, who had taken out the arrow clusters from his body, seemed to be able to do well.
Death Crow’s deadly cold arrow, for the first time there is no merit.
Oops—Thyls couldn't help holding his sword tightly.
"Six seconds, old friend."
"You go from winding, aiming, ranging, and then firing. It takes you a full six seconds—similar to eighteen years ago." The meteorite took a deep breath, stretched out his right hand, and gently made a fist, although not as good as before. Smart and free, but no longer obstructed by the arrow stuck in the body:
"Plus the movement after shooting an arrow, the interval between each arrow is at least seven to nine seconds-a safe seven to nine seconds."
Nicolai's face returned to calm, and he relaxed his hand, and a small cluster of arrows fell from it.
The wound on his chest was sealed by the high temperature, and the wound on his back no longer bleeds-the power of termination is concentrated in the bone near the arrow wound, surging constantly, urging the muscles to contract and seal wound.
"Wow!"
The arrow sounded again.
The meteorite suddenly turned around before he finished speaking, and turned his head with a knife!
Thales was a violent spirit, and the **** senses instantly slowed down the picture in front of him: the silver glow in Nicolai's body radiated, driving the body, turning in an incredible way, leaving behind a trail of shadows.
His blade is smart and swift, slashing through the crossbow arrows in the air.
"嗤!"
Amidst the splattering sparks, the saber of the rising sun split it in two without hindrance.
The figure of the meteorite paused slightly.
The picture in front of Thales returned to normal.
On the ground in the distance, a short arrow that had been split into two was cast off until it fell far away.
Thales' brows tightened: He could see that, despite the lag after injury, the meteorite had slowly recovered the situation.
Nicolai held the slightly red sunburst saber in his left hand, and took a deep breath: "You're right, Monty."
The pale-faced man frowned and looked at his left rib: a new heavy scratch was added to the light armor.
He shook the weapon in his hand dissatisfied, "This steaming knife is too sharp, even if it hits the crossbow, it can't be deflected."
"I start to miss that old knife."
The Meteorite raised his head, and he began to pace slowly, looking at the surrounding rocks with alert eyes.
"Bound of a bitch," Monty's voice floated again, with a slightly raised voice, with a little boredom in the vulgar words, repeating Thales' worries: "Take arrows from the battlefield in the pain, there is still time to come Calculate my rate of fire..."
"You big soldier who only knows **** people, when did you become so powerful?"
Nicolai gently moved his badly injured right arm, looking for the limit of the injury, and sneered disdainfully: "Didn’t I say that this age is exactly when we are the strongest-our physical fitness declines. Apart from declining skills, experience and insight, experience and will gradually settle into the most reliable strength."
The meteorite sneered, his eyes flashed with anger: "And you can't imagine what kind of experience the night in Longxiao City gave me six years ago..."
Thales, who was regaining his strength during the rest, moved with a thought, recalling that nightmare night with difficulty.
Especially under Rumba's sneer, those black crossbow machines, and when they all fired together, the intriguing sound of the machine.
Ruthless and indifferent.
Also, the blade guards who surrounded themselves and Xiaoliou desperately, including the unwilling pain on their faces when they were badly injured...
"Compared with that," Nicolai's sneer pulled Thales back to reality: "Monty, every time you shoot, you have to match the distance and follow the wind, and calculate the opponent's movement trajectory..."
Monty didn't answer.
"What a coincidence."
Nicolai grinned sneer: "My power of ending is best at changing trajectory halfway."
"噌!"
There is another muffled sound, accompanied by the next arrow!
But...
Thales solemnly saw: The twist of fate in Nicolai's body flashed slightly.
He instantly stopped the steps he had stepped forward, his figure buckled backwards, and the arrow that should have been nailed through his chest unexpectedly escaped!
"Fuck!"
Monty's furious anger came from afar.
responded by Nicolai's indifferent shook his head: "Come on again, Monty-I'm almost there, I know where you are."
He stared at the area in front of his left front, and the saber on his left hand kept turning.
The silence was restored on the waste stone ground.
Only Nicolai staring at the rock, and Thales sitting close to the shield and replying.
Thales sighed heavily: Obviously, the situation has changed.
"Hahahaha," the death crow's laughter sounded faintly, with a faint desolation inside: "You know, sting, you remind me of Kaslan..."
Nicolae's eyes stopped in the air.
Caslan?
Thales had a heroic old man who persuaded him to drink, but the prince never saw him again-I heard that the old man died in the Palace of Valor.
"Every time, in the confrontation between Caslan and Tylund, the fierce offensive unquenchable fire has the upper hand, and the moment when the iceberg is about to be defeated..."
Just listen to Monty’s words and continue: "Counter-attack, trap, lure the enemy...Caslan has a way to kill at the last minute, turn defeat into victory, reverse and knock down Tyrende—not even moving the bow. Him."
Nicolai was puzzled, then reacted.
The unquenchable fire, Tyrond.
His eyes dimmed: once a pioneer of the Blade Guard, a great fighter of Caslan's contemporary.
"There is always a way, there is always a way...You really are more and more like that iceberg." Monty's voice sighed.
No.
Nicolai breathed gently: Whether it's Kaslan or Tyrond...
They, as well as Dominic, Black, Lycan, Thor, Ball...the old faces in the Blade Guard.
Nicolai clenched the blade in his hand expressionlessly.
At this moment, I just listened to the dead crow faintly said: "What are you waiting for, Your Highness?"
Following his voice, the crossbow string rang again!
The meteorite who was slightly fascinated was shocked, and the twist of fate was activated immediately, and he immediately turned around, and he could avoid the arrow!
but it did not end.
"Huh!"
The sword wind sounds!
Behind him, Thales has already killed him for some time!
The prince slashed with a fierce face, and shrouded Nicolai, who had just passed the sniper, and was embarrassed.
"Clang!"
Nicolae calmly raised his knife, and in the most unfavorable position, he slid away from Thales’ offense.
Thales gritted his teeth, and the shield slammed into it!
"Boom!" "Chang!"
Nicolai's right shoulder was against the shield, and the blade of his left hand caught the prince's ensuing piercing.
"Retreat, little prince," the meteorite used his waist to push Thales back, impatiently warning: "Otherwise you will lose one hand--or more."
Thales snorted coldly, "Didn’t you say: I’ll leave one hand to eat."
Nicolai, who was angry, was about to speak, and he was alarmed.
He immediately lowered his head!
"咻!"
Another crossbow arrow volleyed!
It struck Nicolai's left ear, causing a scorching wave of air.
"Look, you don't have to worry about me," Thales exhaled, assessing his remaining strength, and said solemnly:
"Your real opponent is on the other side."
Nicolai let out a low growl, his eyes were bad, and the sword wound that Thales had drawn on his face was still bright red.
The long sword of the second prince pierced again!
The meteorite just raised his saber to block, he noticed something was wrong.
Sure enough, the long sword that Thales stabbed in the middle of the journey suddenly turned, and inconceivably bypassed the blade intercepted by the meteorite!
is a feint.
A feint made by Fate's Turn.
Damn!
The meteorite cursed in his heart: That is my move.
He took a quick step back, avoiding Thales's piercing sword.
For the first time, Thales, who repelled his opponent head-on, twitched his mouth.
really.
Nicolae suffered a serious injury to his right chest. Although he suppressed the injury for the time being, he had to change his left hand to use a knife. From his dominant hand, to footsteps and balance, the meteorites were greatly affected. Far from being at its best.
Thales let out a sigh: Fighting against this terrible man, there is no longer as much pressure as before.
And—Tyles put his sword on the shield, his eyes fierce—he knew that he had two biggest advantages:
First of all, Nicolai didn't want to kill him as a last resort.
Otherwise, the meteorites will be meaningless if they chase here for Longxiao City.
Secondly, this is not a battle between Thales and Nicolai, but a duel between the Dead Crow and the Meteorite.
They put their minds on each other-Prince of Stars, it's an arena at best.
So, as long as you try your best to cause trouble for the other party and let the meteorite reveal enough flaws, the dead crow hidden in the dark can...
"Want to go on playing?"
Nicolai looked at him angrily: "Then keep your eyes open!"
The next moment, his left-handed knife immediately hit his eyes!
Thales raised his shield, but his heart beat immediately.
In the senses of hell, the power of ending in Nicolae surged, the blade cut out, and then turned instantly.
Fate's fold.
is it again.
changes direction instantly, reverses inertia, no matter dodge or attack, there is a miraculous twist of fate!
Thales subconsciously aroused the crime of the Hell River, imitating the silver needles bursting out of the opponent’s bones, and abruptly withdrew the shield from the muffled and painful bones and joints, turning to the opponent’s reality Attack, and at the same time shoot the sword with the right hand, stab the enemy straight, and prepare to play the game of "you change and me change" with the enemy again.
His shield and Nicolai’s weapons passed over each other in the air, making an imperceptible noise: "Ding!"
No.
etc.
Thales looked at Nicolai's fierce expression, his heart beat violently, and an unpleasant feeling arose.
is not that simple...
"Huh!" The blade whizzed, majestic, straight back and forth.
Thales was taken aback.
This time, the face of the dead did not activate the twist of fate!
He didn't use the special effects of the power of ending, he didn't change his figure and inertia, and he didn't bypass Thales' stabbing sword!
but—
"Ahhhh-" Nicolai roared.
Instead, he swung his sword forward and attacked!
"Huh!" Thales' stabbing sword brushed Nicolai's left shoulder, blood splashing.
But the meteorite's blade is indifferent and takes the center!
In the next second, while still maintaining the dodge position, Thales, who retreated in an embarrassing manner with his sword and shield, only felt a cold throat and was frightened.
After regaining his senses, he has been put against the neck by the sun saber.
"Fate is the same as war, it is the art of deceiving the enemy," Nicolais ignored the injury on his shoulder, with cold eyes: "But if you are too indulged in the deception effect, you rely too much on feints. And change to gain an advantage..."
The man did not continue.
Thales sighed, he lowered his shield and raised the hilt to show his defeat.
Nicolai's hand slightly hardened, coldly humming and threatening: "This is your end..."
"Hey!" There was another crossbow rattle in the distance!
The face of the meteorite changed.
At the same time, Thales' backhanded blade was cut out!
flicked on both sides, Nicolai's face changed and he yelled, but only had time to break out one word: "Fuck!"
The twists and turns of fate in the meteorite once again circulate, twisting his body abruptly!
Nicolae perfectly dodged the backhand sword that Thales was close at hand, but was pierced by a fast crossbow arrow to his left arm, bringing out a blood red.
The unsteady meteorite clenched his teeth and retreated several steps, exited the danger zone, and burned with the sun saber to stop the bleeding.
"I think what he meant is, Your Highness, you know how to deceive the enemy and how to fight hard."
Monti's laziness faded away, only dignified, a bit more ferocious voice came from the surrounding rock crevices: "But you have experienced too few battles. You don't know when to bully the enemy, what Time to work hard."
Thales' eyebrows moved.
Just listen to the dead crow whispered: "I have a suggestion for this: When the enemy is used to you desperately, you will deceive the enemy, when the enemy is used to you deceiving the enemy, you will be desperate."
"Thank you for the guidance," Thales let out a sigh of relief: "I feel like I learned more in one day than the outdoor training sessions in the past six years."
"I heard it," the meteorite pressed the wound on his chest and stared at him badly: "Are you scolding me?"
Thales smiled friendly.
"Also, speaking of the training class, I remember correctly..." Thales looked at Nicolai in front of him, and sighed helplessly:
"Six years ago, he had arrows in both his left leg and left arm, but he still fought for a day without taking out the arrow in time, so he left something wrong."
Nicolai had a good meal!
six years ago...
This little boy...
This...
The handle of his knife is getting tighter and tighter.
Thales solemnly said: "In the training class, compared to the right, his left movements are slightly uncoordinated."
"Received." Monty's answer was brief and satisfied.
Nikole was silent for a while.
"You," the meteorite squeezed the handle of the knife, no longer sneered, his eyes fierce:
"You guys...very good."
Thales sighed helplessly and shook his arm slightly—the numbness and soreness reappeared.
is almost reaching the limit.
The next moment, the battle will start again!
The prince raised his shield sideways, and unceremoniously charged towards Nicolae, who was trembling with rage!
responded to him with a short sweep of the meteorite, trying to kick him down.
This time, Thales gritted his teeth and no longer dodges his fate.
He launched the crime of the prison river, increased his strength, maintained his balance, stepped on the ground short, and stubbornly held the opponent's legs!
"咚!"
Under a sway, Thales didn't fall, he roared a push and slammed Nicolai's saber.
Monty laughed from the cracks in the rock: "Look, he learned it."
The Meteorite started the Fate's Turn with all his strength. He whirled past the shield strangely, stretched out the shield with his weak right hand, and took Thales' left arm with a clever twitch!
Thales lost his balance in this draw, and the sword stabbed to the wrong position.
He crossed over Nicolai, rushed a few steps, lost his balance, and landed on one knee.
But there are gains and losses.
"咻!"
Nicolae who was tripped by Thales only listened to the sound of his ear, and he had no time to escape from his upper body, and his leg suddenly hurt!
"嗤!"
He was shot through his left calf by Monty!
The meteorite exhaled painfully, and yelled fiercely: "Monty!"
"Grass, your mother!"
The prince coughed a few times in pain, he got up, looked at Nicolai's appearance, and frowned slightly.
He turned his head and said to the dead crow who was hiding behind the scenes: "Calf?"
"Can't you pinpoint the point?"
Hearing Monty’s voice sounded, he unceremoniously turned back to Thales: "I want to find the shooting world too!"
"Unless you want me to connect you..."
The sound of didn't fall, I heard the crossbows ring again!
Nicolai looked sad and angry, he dragged his injured leg and tried his best to spin around!
"Wow!"
Fortunately, this crossbow bolt just passed by his thigh, piercing his armor.
After shot an arrow, Monty slowly said with a full sentence of irony: "... even you shot through, my dear, my lord!"
Thales was speechless for a while, he reluctantly shook his head: "Forget it, we will bet next time..."
But before Thales had finished speaking, he suddenly felt cold behind him.
Shocked, when Thales turned his head, the blade of the Rising Sun Saber was right in front of him!
"Clang!"
The prince's soul lifted the shield with all his might to block the sword that Nicolai had cut with both hands!
"You guys!"
Nicolae didn't care about the calf that was shot through. His face was flushed with anger, and the blood stains from Thales' scratches were visible.
"I'm fed up with your singing and harmony!"
The meteorite red eyes angrily shouted: "A shameless and insidious, a despicable underdog!"
"What do you think of this!"
Thales tried his best to use his sword, trying to push his opponent back.
But the moment he handed out the weapon, he heard a strange sound:
"Zizi..."
A blade appeared abruptly on the back of the shield, reddening slightly and emitting light smoke.
Thales felt a chill.
is not good.
Sure enough, at that moment, the red sunburst saber penetrated from the other side of the shield and came to his eyes!
The legendary anti-magic militants smashed Thales' shield in two without any lag, and then turned to cut off his long sword.
"Zizi..."
All of Thales’ weapons are made of paper, turning into scrap in an instant.
Even Thales’ entire arm was burned red with the sun's saber passing by, giving out a faint smoke!
The prince snorted in pain.
"咚!"
The next moment, Nicolai drank wildly, stumbled and swept Thales down!
For that second, Thales twisted his face in pain and fell to the ground.
"噌!"
Breaking through the air sounded again.
The meteorite subconsciously leaned forward and pressed Thales's back firmly, avoiding the killing arrow!
"Huh!" This is the sound of the flesh being torn apart at high speed.
"Hmm—" With Nicolai's muffled snort, a crossbow bolt furiously grazed from his lower back, tearing his light armor, and, as Nicolai leaned over, cut him away. Skin, wiped out from the shoulder and neck!
This crossbow arrow brought out the most blood of the meteorites since the start of the war, and the smelly liquid even spewed out of Thales.
Blood dripped from his head, and Thales took a hard breath, smelling blood in his mouth and nose.
reminded him of many **** nights.
Such as abandoned houses, such as King Street, such as the Shield District.
But not only did Monti’s crossbow arrow fail to stop the meteorite, the pain seemed to fuel Nicolai’s madness.
Nicolai knelt on Thales' back, trembling and straightening up.
"Monty..."
"Monty..."
Nicolai yelled in grief: "Monty!"
"Fuck..."
The meteorite’s teeth trembled with pain, his eyes were red, and his voice was intermittent and hoarse.
But he couldn't find Monty for a long time, so he lowered his head resentfully and looked at Thales on the ground.
Thales struggled, holding on to the ground and trying to get up.
But he has long been firmly held down by the experienced Nicolai, and he can't even turn over.
Oops.
made him... anxious.
"I can't find Monty," Nicolai's eyes were filled with uncontrollable anger: "But I caught you!"
"Yes, I won't kill you!"
The back of his sword slammed down heavily, hitting the back of Thales' left hand, which was holding down the ground.
bang!
Thales was shocked, and only felt a sharp pain in his left wrist!
"Kara——"
There was a crisp bone cracking sound.
"ah ah ah -" Thales Canhao painfully loud, desperately struggling, his right hand tightly grasping what Lao Zhao back!
His left hand seems to lose the feeling, only pain is left.
But the prince was immediately punched by the meteorite, and he was hit in the back!
There was a golden star before my eyes.
"But I do what I say!"
The meteorite's eyes were red, and another knife hit the back!
"Wow!"
This time, Thales’ right knee cracked with a terrifying sound, and there was a sharp pain!
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~" The prince's pain became more and more intense, and his entire back was convulsed as he lifted up, struggling more and more wildly.
But Nicolai still crushed him to the ground.
The meteorite gritted his teeth bitterly, listening to Thales’ screams, there was an incomprehensible pleasure in his eyes: "I will give you..."
he roared, holding down the boy under his knees, and raised the knife again:
"Leave your right hand!"
The next moment, the back of his sword fell for the third time!
"Kara!"
With a shocking and crisp sound, Thales’s left shin snapped.
The prince was so painful that he could hardly scream, his shoulders hit the ground left and right, shaking weakly.
Time seems to slow down.
Thales breathed in a daze.
He was shaking.
At that moment, he was in severe pain, as if he really felt that death was approaching.
This is...
Is it the last?
"Monty!"
Nicolai got up from Thales and raised his head suddenly!
He screamed violently and looked around: "Come on!"
"Come and kill me!"
"咻!" There was another chord, attacking from the right.
Nicolai, who sensed the threat, did not hesitate to start the Fateful Turn!
The figure of the meteorite leaned forward sharply--a crossbow arrow pierced weakly to the ground.
But it is not over!
Huh?
The alert Nicolai was tight: a short knife and a figure rushed in the dust on the left!
So, the crossbow arrow on the right is just a decoy. The real one is lurking here, waiting for me...
In his thoughts, Nicolai, who has experienced many battles, did not stop, and the twist of fate was repeated. The rising sun saber in his left hand turned and swung unbelievably!
"Zizi..."
The sharp legendary anti-magic armed forces will connect the person on the left side of Nicolai with the short knife in his hand and break everything.
But the moment Nicolai looked back, he was stunned.
He only cut a short knife, and...
A piece of light armor?
Oops.
is not the left, but--
Nicoledo, who had a cold scalp, thought, a pair of sturdy and powerful arms, with a deep chill and murderousness, unstoppably stretched out from his right side, from the direction of the arrow just now. Come!
The enemy's left arm passed through Nicolai's left shoulder, around his neck, and the arm curled around his throat.
The opponent's right arm passed through his right shoulder at the same time, allowing the left hand to buckle the upper arm joint, and the right palm firmly pressed the back of Nicolai's head.
"Is it left? Or right?"
"War is the art of deceiving the enemy," the familiar gong said coldly: "Is it."
Nicolai went cold: He just realized that he had made a fatal mistake.
In the next second, the opponent behind suddenly used his strength!
The enemy still clings to him tightly, but arches his body, his face and right palm press the head of the meteorite forward, and his arms are locked backwards, jamming the neck of the latter:
"Do you miss it, Tylund's favorite strangulation technique... solve the battle in three seconds."
one second.
Nicolai's face paled, and his eyes flashed-the blood in his veins was stuck in the carotid artery and could no longer flow to the brain.
just listened to the voice behind it coldly: "I have a headache to kill your instinctive danger alertness. It's really hard to kill."
"I really want to thank that kid~ IndoMTL.com~ Whether it is his reminder or sacrifice-sure enough, if you look back from the left side, it will slow down a lot..."
two seconds.
The sight of the meteorite dimmed, and his consciousness became increasingly blurred.
The Sunburst Saber that he slashed back had just pulled back to his chest, trying to stab it back, but his hand softened out of thin air with the lack of oxygen in the brain, and he could no longer find the target.
Nicolae’s ears, only the gloomy words of the Dead Crow, are brief, clear and heart-palpiting:
"It's over."
"Thorn head."
three seconds.
(End of this chapter)