The small figure leading the way looked like a child under ten, crawling forward, baring its teeth and claws, trying to scare away the figure ahead that brought it a strong sense of crisis.
The mouth on its forehead repeatedly opened and closed rapidly, mechanically and coldly repeating the word 'run away,' while the eyes in the mouth's original position blinked rhythmically. Eyes were also open on its cheeks, but these had no eyelids or lashes; the constricted pupils were fixedly staring at the red-haired woman.
Its instinctive sense of peril made it ignore the man in front, focusing all its attention on the red-haired woman. Its remaining intuition told it that, compared to the Black Dog who smashed its companion's head with a Thunder Hammer, the red-haired woman was far more dangerous!
"Hey, hey, where are you looking!"
The Black Dog shouted, sweeping the Thunder Hammer in his hand towards the monster's head, smashing its entire head into a splatter of blood mist and flesh.
