The Giant Bull Demon, freed from its restraints, immediately knew who its enemy was—the giant nearly as tall as itself. With a roar of fury, the Demon charged on all fours, its antlers aimed at the Barbarian like an enraged bull.
An enraged bull weighing over ten thousand pounds.
Guarado cursed aloud, but the proud Barbarian refused to dodge, instead raising his heavy hammer high and smashing it down with precise timing.
The heavy head of the hammer struck the Giant Bull Demon's spine, but the Demon's terrifying body withstood the attack and drove its spear-like horns into the Barbarian's ribs, lifting him off the ground.
"Eckmond," Lancelot called softly to the skeletal head, "do you think you can hold the Giant Bull Demon's attention?"
"Ah? Me?" Eckmond was surprised, but after thinking for a moment, he understood Lancelot's intention, "Seems not impossible, as long as I can hold it off, right? I'm so little, it won't be easy for that big guy to hit me."
