Bang
Something smashed into the ground, destroying the surroundings with it.
"Graaa." A painful groan escaped from the newly created pit, and it was from the Swinefiend. It had many scars on its body and many broken bones. But unlike other times, the injuries on its body didn't heal. Not that it didn't, but at a much slower speed.
It looked ahead and saw three shadows streaking amidst the large canopies. One of them was Ragnar, and the other two were the Gorebuzz.
Unlike the Swinefiend, they had no injuries on their bodies. But they were relatively tired. Especially Ragnar, who was sweating heavily.
With his ragged breath, Ragnar whispered softly. "They just can't die."
Ragnar was having a huge headache as he couldn't strike their vital parts, which could kill them. Whenever he aimed there, they would be able to block it somehow.
