Chapitre 124: Survival of the fittest

Soon, Luke felt the buzzing go away, and the pain of the sword running through him came back into the foreground. A little amount of blood dripped down the sides of the Tank's mouth, whose eyes Luke couldn't even see because of the shape of the helmet that covered them. 

'This guy was strong...' Luke thought and pushed the man's body back, which already appeared to be lifeless. The thud of the corpse was metallic and raised some dust.

The half-wolf looked at the sword on his chest and analyzed the situation. 

'I think because of the shaking he ended up missing my heart... How damn lucky I am.'

Claymore had gone through two of the half-wolf's ribs and came out the other side, where the root of one of the trees was. Despite the pain, Luke was feeling, the fact that the sword had not been removed immediately ensured that he did not lose much blood.