The magic circles suddenly stopped and started to emit a radiant glow. A soft cracking noise as though glass were breaking was heard from the magic circles, the man in red cried out in pain as cyan-colored sparks of lightning hummed and buzzed as they flew out of the magic circle from his hand.

Tham Gibba's cries for the man in red echoed through the air as the man in blue attempted to flee the hole. However, Sushila swiftly leaped into the hole like a comet streaking through the sky. Upon landing before the man in red, she used her bare hands to crush the magic circle that was in his hand, causing the others to crumble like broken glass and vanish.

The man in the red shirt collapsed to the ground, paralyzed by the effects of the magic circles. "Stay with me," exclaimed Sushila, her voice filled with unease, as she checked his pulse. Relief flooded her as she felt a steady beat beneath her fingertips.

"Thank goodness, you're going to be alright," she said as she then lifted him up with one hand, placed him on her shoulders, and carried him out of the hole.

The villagers gathered around, their voices filled with concern for the man's well-being. A few men, accompanied by Tham, carried the man in red away into the village.

"Thank you, Savior; you saved one of our people yet again," said Tham.

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"Again, I have a name. It's Sus-"

CRRRRAACKKKK!

Cracking sounds echoed from the space rock as it started to split open, glowing as if on the brink of exploding. Unexpectedly, it ejected a clear space capsule, as though a whale spouting water from its blowhole.

Upon it landing next to the space boulder, the capsule triggered its opening. A fair-skinned, 5'9" tall man stepped outside the capsule with black, curly hair that covered his eyes. Furthermore, he had black and pink sheep ears instead of human ears, along with small lips and a slender physique. Clad in a fitted black t-shirt and lengthy black pants, he carried a gun at his waist, resembling an off-duty police officer.

Tham backed away to a safe distance and commented, "Whoa, do you see that guy with the sheep ears? Is he a demon?"

The man with sheep ears surveyed his surroundings, his hand casually resting on his unusual gun. This long-nosed revolver stood out for its unique design, lacking a traditional cylinder. Instead, it featured four buttons colored in blue, green, red, and white.

The man with sheep ears commanded in a bold tone of voice, as if he were acting in a movie role, "Computer, do an analysis of the area."

"Yes, Sir Ris Baldio, just a moment. There are a few species around, but the world is unknown. Now, leave me alone," replied the revolver on Ris Baldio's waist, its voice resembling that of a gloomy woman.

"Can you tell me what kind of species they are?"

"Computer, are you listening?"

Ris was concerned that, despite his bold appearance, he was actually a wimp. He only projected a bold facade because that behavior was ingrained in him when he was growing up.

As tiny rocks slipped into the hole, he became increasingly worried about his safety. "Computer, are you listening? Please answer. Please."