Chapter 339: Eighty-First Floor, Monstrous Might and Malevolent Spirits (7)
Sorcerer Ichon didn’t break easily.
Whether he feared Starfish or felt some pathetic sense of pride and loyalty, I couldn’t say. Ha-Seon and I tried numerous methods, but we only received meaningless groans.
Despite his rat-like appearance, he proved far more stubborn than expected.
Maybe I am just wrong about him.
Perhaps rats were more resistant to pain than I would have assumed.
Do rats have high pain tolerance?
I racked my brain, but nothing came to mind.
It wasn’t surprising. In my nearly twenty-five years of life, the only time I had ever given a rat any real thought was during my childhood, while watching Jerry and Tom.
I shook my head. My thoughts had drifted into nonsense territory, so I forced the useless thoughts away.
“Aaaargh!”
Six small wind spirits were latched onto Sorcerer Ichon, pecking away with razor-sharp beaks. They were targeting all of his vulnerable spots, starting under his fingernails and working their way inward.
Unfortunately, we still gained nothing.