It was Seon-Hyeok’s first time hearing the voice of a spirit. Nonetheless, he was happy to accept the offer without further thought. When he expressed his feelings, the spirit, which had until now resisted his control, accepted it without complaint.

‘My name is Atiya.’

- You have entered a contract with the low-tier wind spirit, Atiya.

Atiya threw herself towards the end of his spear even before the message fully disappeared.

“Huh?”

With a brief farewell, Atiya was pierced by the spear and disappeared. Her energy wound around the weapon and made up for his previous lack of strength.

“Ah…”

Seon-Hyeok was dumbfounded as he saw the little girl fly into his spear. However, the enemy was almost upon them, and their senior knight had almost finished casting his ability. Seon-Hyeok quickly tried to forget about Atiya’s appearance and added more strength to his weapon.

Whoosh.

Bang.

A tearing sound and an explosion were simultaneously heard, and the five-colored blade of light emerged. The blade and wind collided once again. It was the same situation as earlier, but the result was quite different.

The blade of light failed to dissipate the wind, and the residual energy swept through the enemy’s vanguard.

“Cha...