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(Asher’s POV)
Blood sprayed to the fleshy walls as I landed the last blow to the monster. Slowly, it fell flat on the ground, without anymore signs of movement.
I raised my hand in a victorious pose, before I too fell on my butt from the fatigue. I took a long time to kill that monster because of how unskilled I am. Imagine having to face off against a monster with a skill as if it’s an elite assassin? This victory which I gained was definitely a stroke of luck on my side.
I quickly gathered myself up and picked up the ice hockey bat which was smeared with blood. My clothes too was stained with blood, and it was ripped apart too so I took it off and threw it away before deciding to proceed exploring the flesh.
Strange, it should end when I killed that monster. Is there anything more that I miss?
Or perhaps..
Did I kill only the lower level monster and now I had to face off against the boss?
“Gimme a break…” I ruffled my h
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