"Bzzz!"
The Mosquito Monster flew into a rage in an instant. The item it had dropped was none other than its feeding device—a long, slender proboscis.
With the Mosquito Monster's rage, Richard had successfully achieved his goal—drawing its ire.
"This can't be used like that anymore."
Richard gasped in pain. Although that strike was powerful, it had cost him all the muscles in his arm to break. Now, his sword-wielding arm lacked any strength, and it would take several minutes to recover enough to use it normally.
Minutes may sound short, but in a battle, that could be the entire fight.
Utilizing the Gale Boots and Levitation Skill, Richard deftly maneuvered through the trees, teasing the mosquito into chasing him.
The Mosquito Monster didn't have any long-range capabilities, and it wasn't very smart—just physically robust, with a hard proboscis and wings that cast a mesmerizing effect.
Richard almost felt leisurely as he dodged the creature.
"Richard!"