At last, the Blood-eyed Minotaur did it. It caught Tiara just before retreating.
The dazzling reflection of the silver spear hadn't been enough to force the Minotaur to give up.
The black smoke engulfing the Minotaur burned Tiara's fur as she continued to viciously claw the Minotaur.
She began to scream like a trapped beast, blood spurting out of her nose and ears, and her eyes turned bloody red.
'Fuck fuck fuck!!' Michael screamed in his mind. He pulled out the Seron Voulge, ready to use every bit of strength inside his body to sever the Minotaur's hand holding Tiara. However, Seron Voulge got stuck the next moment.
The Minotaur's other hand grasped Seron Voulge tightly while staring at Michael in amusement.
It had been consumed with anger, and the desire to kill, but at this moment, the Minotaur's entire being felt a sense of amusement.