Someone who had suffered through something would know it best. When I had been squashed under the stone statue knight at the ruins, I had really thought I was going to die. The weight of a giant golem was so overwhelmingly violent, I bet even my father wouldn’t be able to escape if he were properly squashed underneath.

Realizing that, the enemy black magicians attacked, trying to stop the golems and protect their church.

"Not a chance!" I cried as I directed the chirps to prepare dozens of great magic circles in the air. "Let the Sky God's anger pour down! Instant fusion! The Thunder God’s spear that races across the sky!" A giant thunderstorm brought down thousands of bolts of Lightning that Races Across the Sky.

I focused my shots on the place where the black magicians were, but half were blocked by the magicians and half were blocked by a barrier surrounding the church. However, the enormous electrical current of the spell flowed through the barrier, burning the fanatics on the ground. 

"How dare you!" The black magician, who appeared to be the head of the enemy church, was furious.

But I hadn’t even begun yet. With their overwhelming weight, the golems fiercely rolled along the ground and broke through the barrier that had been weakened...