âRecently, Iâve been getting more time. But I suppose it wonât be enough time to tear it to shreds.â
Still, what an amazing stage the other me has set.
It was perfect for a one on one fight.
He went through all of that trouble. I canât complain about there not being enough time.
One of the men behind me handed me a spear.\n
When I held it, I felt that it was solid and heavy.
âIsnât this the anti-Vampire spear?â
Nehyor had not been serious during that recent fight.
He hadnât used magic and he did not fly.
Well, maybe flying wouldnât have been much use in that room.
Depending on how I did, there may be more opportunities to fight in the future.
And so that was why the other me prepared this stone spear.
The special ability, âRock throw,â enhanced your strength when throwing rocks and boulders, while also raising accuracy.
Did the shape not matter as long as it was made of rock? Well, he had tried sharpening it as a test, and there was apparently no problem. \nHe really did think of interesting things.
âThis is a good distance to throw.â
With my strength and âRock throw,â it wonât be difficult to pierce the enemy in front of me.
One. Two. Every time I threw one of them, more spears were prepared behind me.
A lot of them had been made for the next fight with Nehyor. It was almost amusing how smoothly they seemed to get sucked into the enemy.
Even as it hesitated over my sudden increase in mana, I continued to throw.
I was clearly making things very difficult for it. Oh, I hit his hind leg again.
Now there was one in his arm, shoulder and stomach each. And two in his hindlegs. So, what will he do now?
\nI had not expected him to abandon his men and run away. The boss. The Gigant Centaur had chosen to retreat.
His men had frantically followed after him.
After they had retreated for about a kilometer, they regrouped.
Our losses were quite low, but letting him escape was still a big blow.
After all, we could not use the same tactic again.
âStill, it was quite impressive. That throwing. A lot of them hit him, didnât they?â
âWere you watching?â
âYes. Bianâs subordinates were.â
Bian was a flying eagle, and everyone in his tribe could fly.
âYes, it was very impressive. Those were for me, werenât they? Last time that we fought, I told you that I could fly. And you were deep in thought.â