True to Alex's words, the monsters were as fast as the wind and quick to use the grass as a hiding spot. They focused their essence on their legs to make themselves faster, but they still could not catch up to the monsters.
"We are getting weaker by wasting essence," Stallus complained. "We'll fall before we can take any of these monsters down."
Azaroth frowned stubbornly at the monster that peeked from the grass before it darted down and was gone in a blink. Should he give up and leave for the next room? But what if there's even no next room? What then?
All he was doing here was guessing, but it was also guessing based on the previous happenings.
It surprised him how swiftly the monsters could move, as if they were the wind or at one with the wind. He turned to Alex, who was breathing hard on the floor. "How do they run so fast?"
