Nox's Plan
"I... I'm still alive!" Captain Bofan stammered with wide eyes as he struggled to believe it. A moment ago, he had given up on life after being sucked into the hurricane. He had stared into those blue eyes that seemed to belong to the God of Death himself.
As he drifted closer to the elemental beast, surrounded by gales of frigid wind blades capable of tearing even metal, Bofan noticed something—disappointment in those blue eyes. Why... why was the beast disappointed? Was it upset that he couldn't kill it? Bofan was confused, his thoughts chaotic in that final moment.
But did it really matter? He was going to die anyway. Heck, he doubted he could even get past the gales of frigid blades—they'd effortlessly tear him to shreds. Though high-level Awakened had tougher skin, Bofan wasn't confident he would survive.