Escaping

'Honestly, this is a great strategy. With me there, we could get a victory, but honestly, when? That's the question.'

Kaisen wiped his forehead, swiping off the wad of sweat that had formed there. He looked at his glistening fingers, amazed.

It had been many weeks since he had sweated like this.

His fingers were usually only drenched in two liquids: water from the pool and pussy juices from the women.

But now that had changed too. That was how dangerous this giantess woman was.

'Well, what about her second phase? Or third phase at that? Her patterns will surely change too.'

He knew that once a boss hit its second phase, all the patterns would change.

That was surely a problem. Not to mention, even now they didn't know her patterns at all.

They were just hoping she wouldn't attack them—