(WHAT THE FUCK JUST HAPPENED?!) – thought Den.
(I didn't saw any projectiles coming…. How they hell boss got suddenly blow up?!) – thought Den as he sense a magic coming from the cloud of dust, before moments later the leader of the Brutes, Gerald, leaped out of the smoke, bleeding.
"!"
"Boss!" – said Den.
"I'm fine!" – said Den as he grabbed one of the spikes that had pierced his body and removed it.
(Dammit.) – thought Gerald as he several wounds across his whole body.
(The hell was that?!)
(I couldn't use my aura to protect myself in time… Still, I've managed to use that big ass blade of mine to somewhat block the attacks against my upper torso and face.)
(Still… This is beyond problematic. My defensive skills couldn't fully protect me.) – thought Gerald as he was checking his wound and blood covered arm, before then noticing more of the weird hound golems approaching.
"!"
