''Grrrrr!!"
Eight Ant-horns simultaneously jumped out of the bush.
Judging by the three that were much larger than the others, it seemed that there were 'Elders' amongst them.
A smile of joy and satisfaction lit up Dante eager and he added strength to the spear within his grasp.
Making use of his devil's stigma, a powerful strength spread across his body.
"Grrrr!"
One elder Ant-horn sharply raced across from the left.
His body moved naturally as if he had done this several times already.
Crack!
"Grreeeeegh!!"
After he shoved the spear's shaft inside the Ant-horn's face, the Ant-horn tried to use its sharp chin to break the shaft which was soon proven to be futile.
Dante bent the shaft while simultaneously using the heel of his foot to stomp down on the Ant-horn's head.
The Ant-horn's shell was completely crushed with a simple kick.
"Graaak!"
