CHAPTER 197
It felt like the Aspirants had been fighting for hours when in reality, barely forty-five minutes had passed; still, they didn't seem to be getting anywhere reasonable.
The beasts were still numerous—about forty something now—and the Aspirants were all growing weary as they were being battered left and right.
The bulky instructor was helping anywhere he could with his tower shield, but even he had his own limit.
A massive knuckle crashed down onto his raised protection, sending his body flying into a small mound of stone.
Blood spritzed from his mouth.
He wasn't completely out of the fight yet as he rose up, albeit with a painful grimace etched onto his features.
Before the golem could reach him, earth spikes shot out from the ground, smashing into its eye and turning the beast into a pile of rocks.
'Damn it! Damn it all! There's no end to this. Though they are of the Advanced rank, it doesn't mean I will underestimate them at all.
