Some monsters are like that, like birds' wings that make them fly or the poison from scorpions. It's not a skill that uses essence; it's an inborn defensive mechanism.
Azaroth looked at them and said. "I think we are being hunted. Maybe from the boss monsters, it's impossible that we should be walking for so long without reaching the end of the ship."
"It feels like more space was being added, or at the very least, the space was simply stretching," Azaroth said to them.
The others nodded, but if that's exactly what was happening, that they were getting hunted by a monster like that...they couldn't help but shudder.
A monster that has the inborn mechanism to control space? What about when such a monster advances in rank and gain ability to use skills?
"I think we have rested enough, Azaroth." Stallus said after they finished drinking water and chewed on dried fruits.
Azaroth didn't want to reply at first, but finally, he opened his mouth. "We are not leaving here."
