Chapitre 331: Ansel's Gift - Seven (III)

Seething with rage, Seraphina sprinted through the jungle in pursuit of that utterly repulsive, deformed creature. 

Curiously, the messages carried by the head of wind were dwindling, signifying that the traces left by the monster during its flight were vanishing at a visible rate. This anomaly alerted Seraphina, who was also utterly baffled by the sensation she had just experienced.

Death... In that instant, she had felt the threat of death with an undeniable reality.

It had been some time since Seraphina had tasted this sensation. The last time she had felt death's presence was when she had resolved to face the Blazing Ice Python, but no matter when, that feeling was always profoundly… unforgettable.

Compared to the formidable fourth-stage beasts, why did this seemingly powerless creature, which fled at the sight of her, evoke such a premonition of death?