Kapitel 393: Trickling Fear

Just as he landed back down, he was immediately being locked onto by the beams of crimson liquid that curved to follow him, forcing him to maneuver with such finesse that would put an acrobatic to shame.

'It's unrelenting–I need to get close, now!' He realized.

Forsaking any semblance of restraint in that moment, he saw an opportunity to counter as he slipped past the scalding liquid for just a second, stomping down as he pointed his fist in the direction of the Devil Spriggan.

Unleashed forward were large-scale slices of wind that tunneled forward, chopping through the layers of roots that the spriggan manifested as a defense. Though the sharpness of the wind failed to reach the monster, it was an opening for him still as he rushed in, being attacked from all angles again by more locusts and rose buds.

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