The Uninvited Guest Part II

“Try to find us an escape route… Otherwise, we’re both going to be in for a world of hurt.”

He raised the card in his hand, ready to use it at any moment.

“Wahaha! That’s my master! Guess you’ve got a trump card up your sleeve. Just remember to watch your back like always, master!”

Snowbelle shot through the air, weaving and darting with all her might, counterattacking whenever she could, even if it only served to increase the enemy’s numbers. The attacks were growing more accurate and perilously close, leaving her with few options. Before long, she was forced into the center of the enemy’s formation.

“Damn it, they’ve boxed me in…”

Snowbelle muttered in frustration, fully aware of the boss’s strategy. It had allowed her to cut off its heads deliberately, only to grow more, overwhelming her with sheer numbers. It was a battle of attrition, and it was working perfectly.