Capítulo 162: Time Off, Pt 2

The disgusting Ratman’s rusty, jagged sword struck the heavy kite shield over and over. Sparks flew with each blow as the barely-sharp blade left tiny scars and scratches in its wake.

The Ratman itself was a fetid, disease-ridden beast-like humanoid. Its fur was matted, its muscles were sinewy, and its eyes were beady. It stank of the ripe combination of urine and rotting meat.

How its weapons and armor didn’t disintegrate from direct contact was a complete mystery.

Not that Pelli even cared about any of that.

His eyes were wild with surprise as he held up his kite shield and blocked blow after blow from the enraged Ratman. And although he was covered head to toe in gleaming plate armor, and wielded a razor-sharp longsword, he was still pushed back heavily.

Worse, another Ratman charged at his flank, which he was forced to fend off with this sword. Faced against two of them, there was nothing he could do but stay on the defensive.