Further away were four demons with blue-grey skin, their bodies covered in spikes. They were nervously guarding a stairway filled with barrels and crates, and only turned around in a panic upon hearing the commotion behind them, clearly having misjudged the direction from which the enemy would come.
The situation was exactly as Kalalin had described, so Lancelot didn't hesitate for a second. Dragging Frostslash, he charged at the chain demon. The demon reacted quickly, rolling backward to create distance, but Lancelot was so fast that he reached his opponent before it could stand up and delivered a fierce upper slash.
Frostslash successfully struck the demon's thigh, and though the chains wrapped around it served as armor, the sword blade still found a gap to cut into. Just as Lancelot thought he would sever his opponent's leg, a huge pulling force suddenly came from behind, yanking him back and slamming him hard against the grey-white bone wall of the ship's cabin.