Catherine stood up as if lying and spat out spit mixed with blood.
Before she knew it, she had a dagger in her left hand, and the dagger had been greedily soaked in blood.
For a brief moment, she threw herself backward in response to the red gnoll's kick.
She curled her body into a circle to protect her torso from breaking her neck.
And with the broken sword and the dagger she pulled out in an instant,
she cut the red gnoll's instep cleanly.
Kaaaaagh!
The red gnoll let out a roar.
The top of its left foot had two deep cuts and was shaking.
All the unfinished gnolls ran to stop Carl, and the red gnoll, in its dying state, became disoriented.
But the red gnoll did not stop.
Thud!
Coogung!
It didn't even care that its left foot was shaking.
It just ran bravely.
