Chapter 381 Terror Of The Depth
?Raith eyes widened with shock as the visage of the monster sprawled before his eyes. While he was jubilant that he was indeed right, he didn't have the time to celebrate in it.
The monster's third tentacle squirmed around, suspiciously as if inspecting something. There was no eyes on the monster's body, just its barbaric sets of sharp fangs, set unevenly in its mouth.
Raith slowy began to step back. The best call of action in this situation was to give himself and "this thing" space. He needed it the most, in order to access the situation he was in. Not the kind of call he would have made before.
But Raith had to now respect death and act in accordance, shielding himself from it with every possible action.
In the means of stepping back, a stupid stone suddenly crumbled beneath his feet, disrupting the perfect silence. The third tentacle turned to his direction.
Raith's eyes widened as he saw an eye perched at the end of the tentacle. He didn't think twice and leapt away from where he was standing. Before he could land, the monster lashed its tentacles at him so fast.
Raith belatedly used his blunt sword to block the lashed out tentacle. Hitting with all the strength he could 'belatedly' gather. He could feel his muscle tremble under the strain of his sword as it clashed with the strong fang outgrowth at the end of the tentacle.
The monster took no time to recess. Almost immediately as the first tentacle reeled backward from Raith's blocking impact, the other one exploded forward. Slapping and scraping the ground with a sickening sound as Raith dodged.
He didn't have enough time to gather his thoughts or himself. He haphazardly drew a forceful arc across the air to block the next attack. Almost immediately, he brought down the arc again to block another one.
Again and again, his hand saw no rest. In order to minimize the strain on his body Raith pushed his right body forward, locking his legs sturdily to the ground, with a narrowed gaze, he continually blocked the persistent slapping of the monster's tentacles.
The skirmish between the two of them became a visage of blurry patterns, intermittent sparks and violent gale.
But Raith was sure he wouldn't last long if the battle continued like this. He needed to find a way to make the monster change its pattern of attack. He needed to move closer to deal damage. He needed to...
'Ughhh...'
Raith ground his teeth at the harrowing pain he felt in his shoulder ligaments as the speedy movement of his hand continued.
"I told you, didn't I? Don't use your skills."
The asura's voice was like a nightmare, he dreaded it. He groaned in frustration and clenched his fist so tightly. Crying internally.
'Fuck, fuck, fuck... I don't care what it will take me. I will kill this bastard at all cost'
Raith stayed on the ground for a while. Then slowly raised his head and the rest of his body to look at the asura.
"I just wanted to see the person, I didn't intend to use it..."
"What advantage will seeing the person bring to you. Focus on your own goal."
Thard - Harl cut his speech short with his response.
Raith frowned and lowered his head.
"I'm sorry."
The asura's eyes stayed on him for a few seconds, devoid of whatever emotion. He then looked toward the mountain then looked back at Raith. And disappeared.
Reappearing on the mountain where the archer was.
"Dear miss... I'll have you stop"
The lady shook in fear and belatedly staggered to her butt.
"You, h...h...o...how?!!"
Thard - Harl picked up the bow that had fallen off her hand when she stumbled.
"I'll be seizing this"
He disappeared.