"?!?!?!"
Cranberry flinched and changed the direction of her strike at the last possible second, barely missing the griffin by only a fraction of an inch.
The shockwave she caused hit the monster regardless but it thankfully the monster's defense was high enough for it to be received just like a strong gust of wind that ruffled the black feathers with purple shine.
Though the tree directly in the way of the missed swing got smashed into pieces and showered everything that was previously behind it with a torrent of splinters.
"Did... did you just say Blueberry...?"
Cranberry hands trembled, as she glanced at her servant's arm still waving at her from beneath the griffin's enormous body and then looked into griffin's eyes, while her ears continued to shine - the red-haired girl had never deactivated her detection skill allowing her to hear Zombie's muffled call.
"Skwee?! (Mommy! Mommy do you recognize me?!)"
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