The light flashed.
Shh.
Compared to the force with which Billford stomped his feet, shaking the ground, the sound of his sword being swung was insignificant. Yet the results were far from minor.
"Kurururuk!"
"Eww!"
With a single strike, Billford severed half of the monster's left arm, leaving it dangling.
As the monster screamed in agony and rampaged, soldiers were dragged into the swamp. The net that bound the beast proved useless, snapping under the creature's immense strength.
Knock knock.
At that moment, brisk footsteps echoed through the loud noise. Billford charged back at the rampaging monster.
He leapt from the ground, lightly kicked the tail of the swaying beast, stepped on its knees, then turned around and flew upward.
Billford's body, moving gracefully like a butterfly, rotated leisurely before landing safely on both feet.
With a splash.
Whack! Whack!
