After running after the King Manticore for nearly six hours, Cedric and his team were at their wits’ end.
All of them were not only tired and exhausted, but some of them were even injured.
The chase went on and off. Whenever the Monster could no longer fly, it would land on the ground and attack them with poisonous Spikes it shot out of its scorpion-like tail.
This hunt had simply become a battle of attrition between the teenagers and the King Manticore.
Neither wanted to give up, but all of them were reaching their limits.
Even Cedric was already physically, mentally, and emotionally exhausted.
Although the King Manticore was seriously injured, they were still unable to deal a crippling blow, one that would allow them to subjugate it and finally give them time to rest as they waited for reinforcements.
“Cedric, this can’t go on,” a Second Year Wizard spoke up. “If we keep this up, we might really die fighting this beast.”