That was why the moment he stopped and landed, he didn't even check his body and stood up. He focused, controlled the far away knives, calculated everything in his mind, clenched his sword tightly with both hands, before finally dashing forward again.
He knew if given enough time, that weird looking mouth would start splashing acid all over the ones in the hole. It might not be enough to kill anyone but would end up losing many gears and having more wounds was an expected result.
William was around seventy up to eighty metres away from that mouth part. And yet that didn't stop him from using his lightning dash technique. He was exhausted physically, but his spirit power was still filled up to max.
As he moved, the monster also moved. It rose up its mouth part, seemingly prepared to sprout out acid breaths over those falling inside the hall.
*Bang!*
Yet before it could open its wounded mouth and do it, William arrived!
