The battle in the jungle was undoubtedly disadvantageous for Sellemey.

Though she wanted to make full use of her long spear’s reach, every time she thrust forward, trees or bushes obstructed her path.

To make matters worse, her opponents were a thief specialized in quick backsteps and an archer adept at sniping.

On top of that, both were highly skilled.

Their killing intent was completely hidden, only appearing during their attacks, and the unpredictable arrows flying from unknown angles made Sellemey’s situation even more unbearable.

“Haah... Damn it.”

But that didn’t mean the spear-wielder was an easy opponent.

Rabin had taken a hit to the shoulder from the spear’s shaft, and Nydrian had narrowly avoided having his forehead pierced when Sellemey charged.

Rabin, wincing from the pain in her shoulder, glared at Sellemey while keeping her guard up.

“We need to end this. Nydrian, buy me some time.”

“Leave it to me.”

Despite his earlier remarks that rubbed her the wrong way, the archer's confident response was reassuring in this moment.

Should I use a potion? I only have one left.

Rabin decided to hold off for now.

The battle was still fairly even, with a two-on-one advantage.

However, just as Nydrian reached for his quiver, an ominous feeling swept over them.

A low growl filled the air as countless demonic eyes began to emerge from the darkness.

The monsters hiding throughout the jungle revealed themselves, breaking their concealment.

“Adora…?”@@novelbin@@

Sellemey froze as she realized what it meant.

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