Kapitel 537: Master Plan (Part 1)

Trou'Bleskamuz roared in triumph. He had endured all those painful spells to make sure that his enemy would end exactly in that corner of the room. Agility and cunning meant nothing inside such a confined space, only strength mattered and he still had enough to uproot trees with just one hand.

The Balor was done underestimating the human. He jumped forward while swinging his giant fists down like hammers on Lith's left and right to cut off his escape routes. At the same time, his blue eye glowed with mana, making the icicles extend further.

The trap was complete, the Ranger's only choice was how he wanted to die, by fist, bite, or skewering.

Lith Switched them at the last second, making the ice spear that had been prickling his back pierce through Trou'Bleskamuz's blue eye, brain, and skull. The Balor's body spasmed several times, gurgling blood from the several puncture wounds the rest of the ice spears had caused.