One, two, three, four...
Counts of ten, hundred...
"Oh dear God, anyone will do," Tusi's mouth opened so wide it was as if he had eaten a rubber fruit. "This is the first time I've seen such a... massive boss battle in the Sain Dungeon."
The Deep Bishop horde, the word "horde" really is fitting.
Just a moment ago, everyone was discussing whether bishops appearing in droves like small monsters in the Deep Church seemed too degrading; now there's no way to even comment.
Matilda suddenly glared at Fingerley. What did this guy say not long ago? "If I were designing it, I would make hundreds and thousands of Deep Bishops appear. That would be interesting." "Sain's current design lacks excitement."
Well, here's the hammer you asked for.
Fingerley smiled awkwardly, but his gaze remained fixed on the giant coffin surrounded by the Deep Bishops.
