Elfie's eyes widened as she took in the surreal scene. Alice was busy healing the others, while Elfie decided to help the boys.
But what she saw made her feel fear again, second only to feeling Vhalla's power.
In the open field, Vhalla had her grass sword poised for a slice while Lloyd was running towards her, howling and screaming like a madman.
'No, no, no, no...!'
She prayed fervently. A death here could break this group.
She shot several consecutive arrows, but it was too late. The blade fell, and Lloyd was about to be sliced in two.
But then something happened—something that made the monster stop in its tracks.
'Is the blade touching him?'
She wondered, heart pounding. She was sure Vhalla's blade was touching Lloyd's cheek, but her action was frozen for some reason.