"Is this... a sharp spear from the south?"
"Haha, these are Tarasco copper spears!"
Ozoma smiled, waved his hand, and motioned for Masate to keep looking down.
The guard captain roared, and the Chieftain guard thrust their copper spears simultaneously, aiming for the vanguard, Quino! Sharp copper tips crisscrossed from all directions, absolutely unavoidable.
Quino immediately felt a pain in his flank, but with his copper armor protection, he was not pierced. He roared in fury, swinging his war club with all his might, barely managing to fend off a few attacks.
Zucata's expression was wooden, but he agilely thrust with his copper spear, hitting Quino's calf. The valiant Samurai felt a sharp pain and his knees buckled, unable to support him any longer and he fell to the ground. Afterward, Zucata swung his spear and struck Quino on the back of the head with a thump, and the valiant Samurai blacked out, unconscious.
"Spare him, continue killing!"