Frieren: They're using the jungle to conceal their movements.
Frieren: Quite clever for mere bandits.
Fern: I can sense their magic, but can't pinpoint their locations.
Fern: (We're at a serious disadvantage in this terrain.)
Stark: Cowards! Come out and face us properly!
Stark: That's the third throwing knife that's nearly hit me!
Frieren: (What we need is someone who can hear through this cacophony of jungle sounds.)
Frieren: Hmm, Big Ears...
Frieren: Interdimensional Summon: Specialist in Auditory Detection.
Frieren: Realm Bridge, open!
Fern: Master Frieren! What kind of spell is that?!
Fern: You never taught me this one!
Chilchuck: What the—? I was just mapping a dungeon with Laios and the others!
Chilchuck: Where am I? Who are you people?
Chilchuck: (So many sounds... footsteps on dry leaves... breathing from multiple directions...)
Chilchuck: There are fourteen... no, fifteen people surrounding us!
Stark: Frieren, who is this rabbit-eared fellow and why should we trust his count?
Stark: I can barely see three meters into this jungle!
Chilchuck: Three attackers at your four o'clock! They're readying blow darts!
Chilchuck: The sound of their breath through the tubes is distinctive!
Frieren: Ice Lance Formation.
Frieren: Thank you, Tims Chilchuck.
Fern: He was right! How did you know his name, Master?
Fern: And how is he hearing things we can't possibly detect?
Chilchuck: Two more groups converging! Left side climbing trees, right side preparing to charge!
Chilchuck: They're communicating with bird calls, but I can hear their whispers underneath!
Stark: I take back my doubts! The ears on this one are worth their weight in gold!
Stark: Left side is mine!
Frieren: Binding Luminescence.
Frieren: These forest ambushers won't trouble other travelers after today.