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Minor additions to the Members of Nazzarick

"

A soldier from the Royal Army muttered to himself, far from the inhuman monsters. Of course, he received no answer. Everyone's eyes were fixed on the scene unfolding before them, and they had lost the power of speech. It was as if their souls had been snatched away.


"Hey, this is a dream, right? I must be dreaming, right?"


"Ahh. This is a ******* nightmare."


The second time the question was asked, someone managed to answer. But their voices sounded like they wanted to run away from reality.


Impossible.


I don't want to believe this.


Thoughts like these spread through the infantry. Even as the lumbering shapes grew steadily larger ÔöÇ even as the inhuman beings approached them, they still did not want to accept that this was reality.


If they were simple monsters, perhaps they might have been able to gather up the courage to raise their weapons. However, the monsters which had appeared after an entire wing of the army ÔöÇ a full 70,000 people ÔöÇ had been slaughtered in an instant could not possibly be simple monsters. It was like watching an advancing hurricane, and nobody could muster up the courage to brave the storm.


The gigantic, bizarre beings galloped nimbly on their thick stubby legs, charging at incredible speeds.


"Get your spears up!"


A voice rang out.


That shrill, high-pitched scream came from the mouth of a noble. His eyes were bloodshot and foam flecked the corners of his mouth.


"Spears up! Get your spears up!! Get your spears up if you want to live!!!"


Although he had already gone mad from fear and it was hard to understand what he was saying, the soldiers still managed to make out the order "Spears up", and they knew it was probably the best command he could have given."

http://skythewood.blogspot.co.uk/2015/11/O94.html
 
Weren't the men at the battle on the kingdoms side basically peasants? And as the narration said they just lost 70,000 men when they appeared so it would only be natural to be pissing your pants when a monster of inhuman appearance is charging at and has slaughtered a large portions of your army.
 
Well, that wouldn't make too much sense, as Gazef and any of the others don't have the ability to detect strength, and that extract was prior to the them engaging into battle.
 
"Is this a dream?"


A soldier from the Royal Army muttered to himself, far from the inhuman monsters. Of course, he received no answer. Everyone's eyes were fixed on the scene unfolding before them, and they had lost the power of speech. It was as if their souls had been snatched away.


"Hey, this is a dream, right? I must be dreaming, right?"


"Ahh. This is a ******* nightmare."


The second time the question was asked, someone managed to answer. But their voices sounded like they wanted to run away from reality.


Impossible.


I don't want to believe this.


Thoughts like these spread through the infantry. Even as the lumbering shapes grew steadily larger ÔöÇ even as the inhuman beings approached them, they still did not want to accept that this was reality.


If they were simple monsters, perhaps they might have been able to gather up the courage to raise their weapons. However, the monsters which had appeared after an entire wing of the army ÔöÇ a full 70,000 people ÔöÇ had been slaughtered in an instant could not possibly be simple monsters. It was like watching an advancing hurricane, and nobody could muster up the courage to brave the storm.


The gigantic, bizarre beings galloped nimbly on their thick stubby legs, charging at incredible speeds.


"Get your spears up!"


A voice rang out.


That shrill, high-pitched scream came from the mouth of a noble. His eyes were bloodshot and foam flecked the corners of his mouth.


"Spears up! Get your spears up!! Get your spears up if you want to live!!!"


Although he had already gone mad from fear and it was hard to understand what he was saying, the soldiers still managed to make out the order "Spears up", and they knew it was probably the best command he could have given.


Acting on reflex, the soldiers raised and set their spears, forming a braced spear line.


They planted the butts firmly on the ground, so their opponents' speed would only harm themselves when they charged into the hedge of points.


Although this formation was nigh-unbreakable by Imperial knights, the Kingdom soldiers wondered —in some small, detached corner of their minds which still held onto calmness— what good they could possibly do with the tiny spears they were grasping. Even so, they knew it was their only chance of salvation.


Given the speed at which those bizarre creatures approached, escape would probably be impossible. Even if they ran with all their strength, they would still be squashed flat from behind.


They prayed that the monsters would not come for them, even as they braced for their charge.


The monsters —which should have been very small in the distance— closed the gap with frightening speed.
 
From what the quote says that Mind hax must not be very powerful if regular foots soldiers could still stand against it.
 
While no where near as powerful as that Mythos itself, it is a degree of Passive Mind resistance.
 
Well it is still very weak if foot soldiers who have no mental training or any experience with this kind of threat still stand against and resist it somewhat.
 
Well, it is implied they had "Lion Heart" used on them. Which negates Fear effects.
 
"

"Forgive me! [Lion's Heart]!"


The priest of the Wind God, Yorlan Dixgort, cast a spell of fear resistance."
 
Udlmaster is purposefully taking this out of context, what he left out is this:

"Forgive me! [Lion's Heart]!"

The priest of the Wind God, Yorlan Dixgort, cast a spell of fear resistance on the horse."

The effect didn't bypass shit.
 
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