Trembling as I was holding onto the longsword the only one thing that remained in my mind was "Kill kill kill kill it" It felt as if the very essence of myself was born for this occasion. I did learn a little bit of martial arts here and there for my body to be healthy and has read a tons of anime and stuff. So if what they showed was correct and according to martial arts stabbing, thrusting and slashing is the basic of using any weapon and with the right perception I could win is what I hope to achieve.
The manticore looked like a hungry beast that wanted to eat anything in sight. So after seeing me it instinctively was ready to feed on me. I don't if it was the fear of death but suddenly I felt adrenaline coursing through my veins and the feeling of excitement I long lost started to reappear.
I wasn't going to throw myself into the manticore. If there was one thing it would be to survive even if nobody else does. Even though what I am going to do is a little risky it is still better than dying is what I thought.
If the manticore was looking at everyone as prey then that was what I would take advantage of.