Meanwhile—
The Cave Fiend was starting to panic.
Completely.
At this point, it finally realized Ethan wasn't someone it could afford to underestimate. With a furious snarl, it reached behind its back and pulled out two more scythes—now wielding four in total. With a wild spin, it hurled them outward, the blades circling around it like deadly saws, forming a whirling vortex of steel.
Ethan's hit-and-run tactics had worked—maybe too well.
Now, the Cave Fiend had gone full defense mode, and the spinning scythes quickly formed a barrier around it, slicing through the air with a high-pitched screech.
Shhhk-shhhk-shhhk!
BOOM!
Ethan's eyes widened. "Shit…"
That spinning barrier was no joke. Even with his speed, there was no way he could break through it without getting shredded. If he tried to force his way in, he'd be torn to pieces before he even got close.
But just then—
"Master, I've got you!"
ROOOAAAR!
A thunderous roar echoed across the battlefield.
