"HOW FUCKING DEEP IS IT?!" Dante asked with the calmest tone he could keep in his current situation.
Holding the Sin of Greed, Dante stood on top of a creature that could only be described as a real terror.
It was a toddler Frostmaw Maggot, with a form that was much bigger than the newborn.
Its arms weren't small anymore, but big enough to be used in digging and fighting.
Instead of six eyes, it had several more eyes that Dante didn't even bother to count.
The ice-like spikes covering its back were sharper, bigger, and came in greater numbers, and most importantly, its skin was thicker, making the simple act of cutting it a real struggle.
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That crap wasn't just Rank 1, but it could also be considered more than a simple Elite!
Thankfully, that beast was dead with a hole in its head.
