Cursing helplessly with tears in his eyes, Myne started fleeing while holding his head. He didn't expect his opponent to be so cunning, and those f*cking monarchs would again play tricks on him and give his opponent his favourable terrain.
After successfully avoiding a few rocks thrown by the lizardman, Myne poked his head out from behind an outcropping. He saw the lizardman, whose back was facing him, looking for his whereabouts and holding another big rock in his hand, ready to throw it at him like a cannonball.
"Damn it, this f*cker is giving me no chance to attack!" Myne cursed as he sat down, panting heavily. He looked at his status window, trying to see if there was anything that could help him with his current deadlock.
"Huh? Damn it, how could I forget about this? F*ck, it seems the peaceful environment of my world is making me careless and less vigilant."
