Another earth-spike hit right inside the monster's mouth and pierced through it. The monster made guttural sounds and stepped back. Maybe out of pain, it reflexively released the person in its grasp. The man fell on the ground with his butt first. Although that was painful, it was nothing compared to the grim fate awaiting him in the hand of that monster.
At that moment, Oldman Barn was still shouting the same line. "Hit the center of their chests!" His voice resounded in their ears.
Seeing an opening, the younger town guard clenched the hilt of his iron sword. Then he dashed forward aiming at the monster's chest.
Maybe because the monster was still in pain, it didn't notice his approach. His attack landed at the monster's chest. Right at the center. The tip of his sword penetrated the monster's chest and hit something hard within it. The impact transmitted in his hands.
