That fellow trembled as it moved, its remaining tentacles twitching constantly. Even though it was very weak right now, it still had to seize the time to leave this place immediately. It no longer had the ability to occupy this place; if it didn't leave quickly, it would instantly be devoured by the next fellow who entered this place.
But it was still too slow...
A group of tall and slender women with pointed ears, wearing tight leather armor, appeared out of nowhere. The archers drew their bows, the bowstrings drawn taut making a humming sound, and the arrows flew out piercing the wind, hitting right into that creature.
However, this belonged to the internal strife among Other Shore creatures; the Angel had kept his oath.
A week later, Alex's birthday party took place on schedule. Elias had prepared seven or eight types of side dishes and soup in advance, the fragrant smell of mushrooms and herbs drifting thickly throughout the small kitchen.
