Capítulo 399: What to do with all the surviviors

The fight wasn't over yet. But contrary to all the time that we fought, I could actually see its end drawing somewhat near. 

'This feels strange,' I suddenly thought. 'This fight... no longer feels like one.'

Now that the three of us synchronized with each other, this battle no longer felt like a fight. It appeared more like a job in a factory when everyone did their bit. 

The emotions turned into boredom. The danger of the monsters turned into the procedure of avoiding their attacks or depriving them of their power before their attack could even reach their target. 

All in all, rather than like a fighter, I started to feel like some lowly worked in an exploitative factory out in the sticks. 

And with that feeling prevailing over my soul, the fight finally drew to an end only to end as anticlimactically as it ever could.