Ding——!
The sound of metal clashing.
When the Yama Sword swung towards the second warrior of the Wolf Clan, it was too late to care about the brutal truth of its imminent death. The training results accumulated over many years, along with the instincts for survival and the power of a high-ranking monster, allowed it to vigorously swing its sharp claws, resolutely blocking the Yama Sword attack from behind.
It thought it could narrowly escape, silently celebrating in its heart. Unexpectedly, it felt immense fear within, as if something was whispering in its heart… like the devilish whispers of hell.
It was a language it could not comprehend, merely knowing that the moment the sound of the whispers arose, its entire body became unusually rigid… and there was a spreading sense of timidity.
In just a fleeting moment, it followed in the footsteps of the Wolf Kill… It blocked the first attack with its utmost ability but failed to withstand the relentless second strike.
