This is the Frost Demon.
"Looks like the duration of your cloak is shorter than you expected, you've regressed, Brand." Nemesia turned around and drew her longsword with a clang, standing back to back with Brand.
Brand felt a bit embarrassed instantly. Since crossing into this world, his attention had been consumed by other matters, and indeed, as a player, his sharpness had dulled considerably.
After a shrill scream, twenty or thirty similarly shaped monsters immediately surged out of the Cedar Forest, surrounding the two in the center.
"How do we fight?" Brand asked.
"I can handle seven or eight, no problem." Nemesia said calmly.
"Then protect yourself; leave the rest to me."
Nemesia nodded; she was well aware of Brand's capabilities. With her strength, she would only be a burden here, so she only needed to protect herself and not distract Brand.
