In an instant, the situation has turned into an actual race.
A high-speed pursuit.
Lucivar used a God strand to strengthen his legs and dashed forward, building up his momentum.
Ahead of him, about a hundred meters away, Garran was running at full speed.
'Holy… She's incredibly fast and agile!'
Considering her bulky, massive body, presumably because of her bloodline, Lucivar thought that she would be extremely powerful, but slow. He was wrong. Garran was incredibly fast, her muscular legs were moving at blitzing-fast speed, turning into blurs.
Not only that, she leapt, twisted, and swirled—dodging the lava slimes and tentacles perfectly.
It was almost as if her body weighed a feather.
