The clash between the lamia and Fenrir continued. Fenrir slapped the lamia as hard as possible.
The lamia's body tilted to the side as she almost lost her consciousness.
However, the lamia regained her consciousness and swung her glaive, cutting Fenrir's body.
She gritted her teeth, wondering why she wasn't strong enough to cut Fenrir. She had been able to cut all the mature class aliens they had fought this whole time.
Fenrir only grinned like a battle junkie.
Fenrir struck him one more time. She spurted a mouthful of blood, but her eyes were still determined.
Without hesitation, she struck Fenrir as well, this time on the same wound.
"That's good, but you're still too weak. Bring a divine weapon or something if you want to injure me." Fenrir grinned and struck her again.
Lamia was about to lose his consciousness. She wanted to swing her glaive once again, but Fenrir was one step faster this time.