Yanael lunged forward and lashed out with her sword. The monster moved. It wasn't fast enough. Yanael's sword cut through the monster as smoothly as it drew a golden line through the air.
The monster died.
"...That was anticlimactic," Zach said after a moment of silence. He and his two familiars looked at the corpse as it slowly turned into fading dust. It had been a lot weaker than they thought. Since none of them had been able to read its strength accurately, they had all assumed that it would be noticeably strong.
But at the same time, it couldn't have been too strong since it was only a minor part of the third of twelve Trials. It should be difficult but not impossible. However, it had turned to be extremely easy.
"Nonetheless, it was a satisfying creature to cut. I hope we encounter more." Yanael sheathed her sword again when the monster was completely gone. She took the lead, and they continued their walk with their hands against the wall.
