Chapter 524: The Cost of Retreat (side: atlach-nacha)
I had thought I had pulled Aro back a moment too soon. But, I was naive. At the last moment, Aruane’s claws grew in length.
Aro’s abdomen was split open, and she was thrown to the ground.
“Th-thank you… Atlach-nacha…”
Aro feebly offers me her thanks. I don’t like speaking, so I give a slight nod in a reply. Whenever I say anything, right-head master seems stupidly happy, so I usually try to make a habit of not speaking, but this is no time to be worrying about that.
Through [Autoregeneration], Aro’s abdomen rapidly knits closed.
But, considering how much damage she must have taken, there’s no way she can return to the front lines… Or rather, her choice to fight that monster head-on in the first place was a mistake.
Those extendible claws… They’re probably made of blood. To be more precise, they’re the result of some skill hardening and sharpening blood using magic.
“Aruane you see, she really doesn’t like monster blood. It’s super bitter. It’s suffocating, painful, and choking… It really is bad. But, it’s for Saint-sama, so it can’t be helped.”
Aruane runs towards us. Her eyes are those of a predator appraising its meal. Behind her is the undead Alexio.