The fat man, however, was unfazed by pain as he swung his fists, a punch that could send a person flying upon impact.
But Reynard was not the reckless type like Lance. Instead, he had survived the war through his skills. When facing an enemy stronger than himself, he wouldn't just stand there and take the hits. He would rely on his weapons and techniques to fight back.
On the other side, Dismas quickly stepped forward and lunged. His agile figure rapidly closed the distance as he plunged the Short Sword into the skinny man's body. There wasn't the satisfying feeling of piercing through. Instead, a resistance pushed back. That's when he realized the skinny man's physical strength was far superior to that of an ordinary person.
The skinny man didn't hesitate to retaliate; the mushrooms on his body began to pulse, releasing dense spores into the air.
Without any hesitation, Dismas pressed the musket against the skinny man's hat-covered head and fired.
BANG!
