Boom!
The minotaur screamed as he fell to the ground, half of his body a blur of flesh and blood, both arms broken backwards.
But he didn't die; instead, he struggled to stand up.
"As long as you can't kill me in an instant! I can keep getting up! And continue the fight!"
Doghead Gold roared hoarsely, lunging at the iron-clad ratman.
"I'm coming to help you!"
Forget No Taboo charged over as well, and the two minotaurs blocked the formidable iron-clad ratman.
Taking this opportunity to catch his breath, Polaris observed the battle circle and found that no ratmen were rushing out of the two forked pathways anymore.
But this small area was already packed with ratmen.
Even though Doghead Gold and Forget No Taboo were holding back that iron-clad ratman, the rest of them were still in a predicament.
"Our task isn't to kill all these ratmen, but to find the wooden hut!"
Polaris's thoughts were clear as he spoke to the others.