The Protego’s convoy is on verge of exhaustion. Their carriage has to travel relentlessly to avoid danger that hunts them from behind. A few hours after their disembark from Bardew, countless groups of Fishman thugs had assembled themselves on the road to prevent the group on pursuing their quest. It is unavoidable for the group to stop their carriage numerous times in order to trade blows with the ruffians. The constant tremor of Reginald’s electric fist and Maria’s elongated arms are the backbone of their triumph towards the entire bad guys company on their way so far. Since Fritz’ ability only capable to counter direct attack assault over his body, the extension from their enemy’s hand is not suitable for him to combat. “I can’t bear with anymore drought, Dumaine. We have to find a ri

