"Come on! Come at me!" Randall shouted hoarsely with a threat.
Suddenly, a goblin slightly larger than its companions on the far left, let out a sharp screech and charged at him, holding a heavily rusted little knife like a flash of lightning.
It's over! They're not scared!
Randall's mind went blank instantly; his hands had lost the strength to resist.
He could only watch hopelessly as that fierce demon, carrying the stench of filth, decay, and excrement, rushed at him, the rusted knife in its hand enlarging constantly in his vision!
"Buzz——!"
At the critical moment.
From the side, a distinct and highly penetrating whistling sound tore through the air's silence!
"Pfft!"
The blue light ball lit up the night and, with speed far exceeding the goblin's charge, struck precisely on its chest side!
The terrifying force and destructive power nearly tore the skin and muscles apart upon contact, and crimson muscle tissues shredded like snapped threads.
