Sukrucuk's words were right on the money. The beast, which had pushed its defense to the absolute limit thanks to its dense coat, thick fur, and the spiked collar around its neck, had been knocked flat on its back and was now thrashing around.
Having just experienced exactly what it means to become the prey while hunting, we could have acted a bit more cautiously, but the moment Elenora directed her ice spells right at the enemy, every single one of us followed her lead. Whoever got a hold of whatever part just started wailing on it.
Even though it wasn't taking any deep wounds thanks to its thick fur, the giant Kangal's health was steadily dropping. When it realized exactly what was happening, it tried to shake us off once again, desperately wanting to rid itself of us draining its blood like ticks latched onto its body.
