Ramiel swung his spear and stopped abruptly, shaking the monster's rancid blood off the weapon. It was a bit ironic, but it returned to its owners. In front of him lay six Nagas corpses, perforated like Swiss cheese. Together with the two he had killed earlier, he already had eight monsters to his credit, which was at least six more than most of the hunters left alive had killed.
Speaking of which... The current loss of human resources was surprisingly low. Up to now, only four hunters out of twenty-seven had dropped dead, and another four were wounded. Healers were working up a sweat to restore them to full capacity. Ramiel considered this a phenomenal result that would not have been possible without Leila's interference. It was largely to her the weaker hunters owed their lives.