Taste of Betrayal
"Who could have thought that the cocky bastard was alive? Making a move just when it is needed!" Lenny laughed some more.
Then again, such was the thrill of battle. Things never always went according to plan.
Surprisingly, this did not stop Hammer from chasing Lenny around the place.
A testament to the kind of mind she had.
Regardless of the chaos, she rampaged through the battlefield like a buldozer, clearing everything in her path.
Whether it was man or beast, it did not matter.
Lenny even made a jump over one of the beasts, but Hammer buldozered through it, ripping it apart like it was paper.
Soon, Lenny did not want to admit it, but in this field teeming with monstrous creatures, he found himself facing a formidable foe—a big, muscular witch with a malevolent grin.
She was actually catching up to him.