"WRRRRRR…."
The Razor Praetor slammed one of its enormous energy swords down at us, cleaving the ground in half. The entire floor nearly collapsed, but it cared not if it fell. It was like a berserker with only one goal in mind: kill.
"Tch…" The girls and I dodged out of the way and shielded ourselves from the rubble, but the Praetor wasn't like other enemies. It did not need breaks or rest between attacks. It chased after us relentlessly, slicing at the air with its two enormous katana-shaped swords.
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