Ibra's glaive got few indentations around its edge and shaft, giving it a weird look and more ferocious appearance.
"Stay here, and wait for the great news," Ibra didn't even turn towards William as he ran towards the hole, jumped and vanished inside.
"Just about time," during this, William kept himself a hundred metres away from the battle of Ibra. Right now, the two severed parts of the monster were dancing madly in the air, releasing torrents of that brown fluid, spreading it all over the place.
William knew if he didn't do anything, this monster would die out of bleeding in the next five minutes at most. But this wouldn't count as his kill anymore.
"Time to act," William was quite eager to try out this technique in a real battle for the first time ever. Aside from the time he experimented how to do it, he never got the chance to actually use it.
