'The wound on its back will get infected. Its stomach where the Granilith attacked is still bleeding. Its backend where I cut the tail off is bleeding as well. I can win this. It's not impossible!'
The Granilith, noticing the weapon it had lost earlier on the ground, plunged towards it.
'Good thing I pulled that one out of its wound, huh?'
The Paru watched as the Granilith ran and plunged.
A strange sensation overtook the Paru.
'I can win this way. By attacking from above… Slowly but surely…'
The Paru shook its head.
'It's the logical way with the fewest risks. It'll take a while, but…'
The Paru stared, as if in a trance.
'Why…?'
Why isn't the Granilith running away?
Why is the Granilith trying to kill, instead of running away? It's like it would be able to Devour anything here.
Why isn't it running away?
Asking itself such a question, the Paru felt a fire light up inside its stomach.
'It's illogical. It's dangerous. Doing it that way is just…'
