The tunnel had been sealed off by countless boulders ahead, where Gennie was pointing. But his nose hadn’t missed the smell of fresh air coming from the gaps in between the boulders.
Messara examined the other side of the boulders with magic. She felt a small response.

“There are a few Undead,” she said.

“Are they strong?” asked Riley.

“No. They are Rank 2 at best.”

“Then there’s no problem. You guys step back, it’s time for Zephyr, my magic spear of wind, to shine.” Riley raised Zephyr, his prided magic spear. Wind gathered to him from within the tunnel and –

“Hundred Rending Screw Thrusts!”

He unleashed an advanced martial skill with Zephyr, a rapid series of twisting thrusts with their penetrating power enhanced by the Wind-attribute Mana imbued in the spear.

Letting out deafening sounds, each thrust of Riley’s spear easily broke and blew away a part of the wall of boulders that likely weighed dozens of tons.

Flark leapt through the hole that formed as a result, ensuring that the other side was safe.

He looked around silently.

“What, there aren’t any Undead after all,” said Riley.

Only ruined fields and forests were to be found on the other side of the boulders; there was no sign of anything that resembled an Undead.

“O-oh? How strange… I wonder if they were hit by the boulders you sent flying?” Messara suggested.

Fragments of the boulders that Riley had destroyed were scattered around. Though they were fragments, the larger ones were the size of human heads, large enough to defeat Rank 2 monsters if they were hit.