"AAH!" A puff of blue smoke rose from the crowd.
Several people in that area were touched by the corrosive Potion. Their clothing and flesh were unable to block it in the slightest. Flesh dissolved to reveal stark white bones, and even those bones became soft and rotten.
HISS—how terrifying!
Even Big Beard was affected. His thigh was splashed with the acid. Although it wasn't too severe, it hurt as if burned, pausing his nimble movements.
That pause might as well have been an eternity. Boudica, with her agile figure, killed her way through. The War Halberd swung from low to high like a steel swan lifting its proud head, its blade slicing Big Beard's head in two upon contact.
"Drop your weapons! Surrender and you will not be killed!"
Lance cleared out the musket-wielding Musketeers. Then, pointing with his Longsword, he shouted three times. One by one, they all dropped their weapons and raised their hands high to show their intent to surrender.
