Dozens of thick maggots clung to the dwarf's arms and face, gnawing at his skin like living slugs. Regardless of how much damage they were actually inflicting, the sight of one's body swarming with giant worms was enough to drive anyone out of their minds.
Green sword Qi extended from Lancelot's fingertips, but Bruto's wildly flailing arms made it difficult to avoid hurting the dwarf. Suddenly, an idea struck Lancelot, and he called out to Alamir nearby:
"Quick! Hit this fellow with a Holy Fire Technique!"
The elf priest was taken aback but quickly recovered. With a brief syllable and a simple gesture, he summoned a flame-like radiance that poured over the dwarf's head like a basin of hot water. The maggots immediately fell off, like overly ripe bitter gourds tumbling down on their own.
