WHOOOSH!
I begin racing forward, not stopping despite how much my body screams for rest and how great the pain spreading through my body has grown. The festering sensation of exhaustion continues to increase, and I am already out of breath the moment I start running.
But, I know…
"I can't stop now! Not when I'm so close…!"
Although it appears my body is on the verge of shutting down, I have to keep moving.
One step at a time.
As I look ahead, watching the crimson rain of needle-like blades rushing at me, despair tries to seep into my heart. Each of those thin spikes is over a meter long, with sharp edges and a pointy tip. I cannot even begin to count their absurd numbers, but if I were to estimate…
'… Almost a hundred thousand!'
All of these fill the air, and they descend from above, while also firing directly at me from the Crimson Direwolf Emperor's crouched body.
It's clear that the beast is tired.
