Oden was saved by Leon. he was lucky that Leon came at the right time. A second later, and he was dead. Oden felt happy to be saved in time. At least it was not like the last when the pureslave all most killed him. He looked at the cock horns laying on the ground. The strongest one was on his senses. The other two were not in their senses. The strongest cock horn didn't get up, but its eyes were on Oden and Leon. Leon was ignoring it as if a mosquito was around him. Oden was not as cool as Leon, he wanted to kill it. It was the best chance for him.
Killing it would make Oden safe, but he wasn't the one to injure the cockhorn. It was not his victory. He made up his mind to leave the cockhorn, so he could kill it later. He wanted to achieve feeling victory. Oden felt the Cock horn.
"We must go, Lord Atlas is waiting for us," Leon told. Oden nodded his head.
