Chapter 29 Battle with the Moth Girl
Randy was the first to see the moth girl. He couldn't explain what it felt like, a feeling of powerlessness. The distance was less than 100 meters, but he had no way to reach that place before Matar was attacked. Even the closest Elfa was still 40 meters away, and the moth girl's claws could tear Matar open in less than a second.
He regretted that he hadn't calculated the time for the monster to spawn, that he hadn't left anyone to pick up Matar, and that he was still celebrating in the crowd instead of being alert to the biggest threat. However, it was meaningless to regret now.
Matar could clearly feel her life was counting down. The sharp claws were so fast that although she could react quickly, her exhausted body could not recover the speed in a short time. The claws kept getting closer and closer. She tried hard and moved her body forward for a distance, but it was far from enough. The claws were too long...
"Puff!"
There was a clear sound, not the sound of a body being pierced, nor the sound of blood splashing, and there was no pain at all. But there was a swirling wind, the sound of flapping wings. Did the monster fly away?
Matar was stunned. Just as the shadow that covered the sky and the sun disappeared, she could feel a familiar energy behind her. She turned around and cried with joy.
A young man with red hair and leather armor, holding a two-handed heavy sword, and a circle of light golden light lingering around his body. Their leader, finally came!
"I knew you guys would definitely make a mess without me." Roger's face was filled with a beaten expression as he rubbed his nose while holding body that flew up. "Luckily my dear wasn't hurt."
These words were whispered in Matar's ear. Even a bold beastman girl like her felt shy and happy, and hugged him tighter.