Chapter: 343

The swordsman statue that Anya was attacking went down to rubble first, quickly destroyed by the combined attacks of the skeleton and Anya’s bolts.

Next, Jays skeleton went down to the dirt as it cracked and crumbled.

Jay immediately pounced on the spearman statue near him while Anya and the free skeleton went after another.

*Doon doon doon*

“Shit.” Jay clenched his jaw in heated frustration, hearing the sounds of the next group marching.

The next group of five statues were already charging them while the three spearmen statues from the last group were still alive and well – though they were around half health.

“Dammit… What can I do. The skeletons are already damaged… we can’t fight more than five… We might have to retreat?”

Anya saw Jay’s conflicted expression, even in the heat of battle she could see that he was different; it was like a piece of him was no longer in the battle, and his fighting showed it.

Some of his attacks were slightly delayed and he no longer looked around as much; his awareness seemed to drop.

Immediately, Anya knew what to do as she rushed forward.

“What the fuck is she doing…” Jay thought as he smashed his hammer down on a spearman statue while dodging the thrust from another. His concentration was dropping and now Anya was charging into battle?

Then, he realised what was about to happen.

“Skeletons, step back!” he got them to safety so they wouldn’t take more unnecessary damage.

Anya kept running forward, and just before she was within attack range, she used her ability.

“PROSTRATE!~~~”

The deathly majestic voice of an ancient eldritch king rang out, shivering the very souls of all who heard it.

Filled with unquestionable authority, all had to obey.

*DOOON~* each statue smashed their faces to the ground, kowtowing as if their lives depended on it.

Jay was still running back while his body automatically knelt; he skidded to a halt on his knees.

Each skeleton similarly bowed down, dropping their hammers before them.

“Rise,” Anya said to Jay and the skeletons, mimicking the way Jay said it with a mischievous smile.

Jay and the skeletons didn’t need a second order, as each of them grabbed their hammers and began to smashed in the heads of the defenceless statues.

Three spearmen statues went down quickly, and then two more swordsmen, leaving three more spearmen statues.

“Jay, step back… it’s almost over.”

“What?”