"Kwaaaaagh!"
Cheng Du was stunned when his men died. The few of them who were still alive were frozen, trembling, and sweating coldly. His men looked at him with pale faces.
"B... boss... what should we do?" he asked.
The Leecher King hissed. "Attack! What else." In a high tone.
"But... boss?"
"I'm here! Don't be afraid!" he snapped.
Inevitably, his men obeyed their boss's orders. Byakko's three leecher simultaneously brandished their swords into the air.
"Khhhaaa!"
They attacked simultaneously.
Grunting, Byakko flicked his claws.
Splaaa!
They split apart like the rest of their friends.
Cheng Du began to bite his lip. He continued to order his men to attack despite their fear.
Most of his men were at level 50 on average. Of course they were no match for Byakko. Ever since Isaac entrusted her to stay in guarding the dungeon, that white tiger had killed many humans who tried to break through to the 4th Floor.
