PS. This chapter has 5600 words, quite something, right!
Tauros was closing in, and in its eyes, this person seemed to have given up resistance. It didn't matter whether it was because of excessive blood loss or because its attacks had made him dizzy.
What mattered was that victory was near.
So it quickened its steps with relish.
Watching the figure of the Four-armed Bull Demon gradually approaching, Laine carefully calculated Tauros's steps, gathering the last bit of strength.
The thick bull hooves stepped on the ice surface, leaving cracks wherever it passed.
Closer, the gigantic shadow approached, shrouding the sun with its form, and Laine's body gradually fell under the shadow.
Five meters, four meters, three meters.
When the Four-armed Bull Demon came within about two meters of Laine, Laine finally moved.
