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/SCREEECH!!/
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/SWING!/
/CLANG!/
/Swing…/
/Splatter!/
Deep in the woods, a half-naked man strangled a horrid-looking creature with one hand, watching it with pity as it lashed out at his body, only for its sharp claws to deflect on his skin.
"... Am I the villain here? My Stats are way too high. I'm probably sturdier than when I'm wearing armor."
'*To some degree, you are. But unless your Stats are increased to an unbelievable level, wearing the Wyverian Ignition Armor will offer you more protection… To some degree.*'
'*But yeah, given how you are right now… You are the Greater Devil of this forest.*'
"Give me a break…"
Dale's expression tensed as he looked at the monster in his hand.
"How's the situation?"
'*... Bearable. The mark has devoured a lot of energy and wriggling less than before.*'