‘Oh no! My shouts earlier must have attracted an evil-god! I’m so stupid, stupid!’ While mentally blaming herself, Lyfa quickly decided to bait the monster away by running. Kirito interrupted her by grabbing her left wrist—Lyfa didn’t even know when he had gotten behind her. His firm grip prevented her from running out into the field. “Let me go! I will pull the enemy, and you can use that gap to get out of here...” Lyfa urged Kirito in a low voice, but he caught sight of something and he cautioned Lyfa. “No, wait. This is bit strange.” “Strange, what is...” “It’s not just one.” After hearing this, Lyfa listened carefully; indeed, there were two evil-god roars. One was a giant engine producing a low bass, but that was also mixed with a wooden flute-like wind sound. Lyfa held her breath, then shook off Kirito’s restraining hand. “If there are two it’s even worse! If either targets you it will be too late! After you die, you have to restart from Sylvain again!” “No, that’s not it, Lyfa-san!” That small shout came from Yui, who sat on Kirito’s shoulder. “The two evil-god class monsters nearby... they are fighting each other!” “Eh?!”