As soon as the words fell, a thunderous crash echoed—an enormous, hulking monster smashed its head through the mountainside with a deafening roar, sending rocks flying everywhere as it charged out. This beast stood eight meters tall, its waist even more exaggerated than its height, a true mountain of meat whose stampede shook the very ground. Clad in iron armor, it was clearly an elite unit from the Mordor Heavy Troll Battalion.
But this former battlefield tank now looked more like a panicked rabbit fleeing for its life. With a sweep of its huge hand, it sent the smaller monsters flying, desperately running in any direction it could, while nervously glancing back at the cave.
But as soon as it looked back, a streak of platinum light shot out from the cave. It barely caught a glimpse of the attacker’s face before a foot slammed right into its own.
"Wada—!"
Bang! The monster’s faceplate crunched and shattered, and with a howl, it toppled like a collapsing pillar. Thud! The ground shook, dirt rippled in waves, and the earth trembled three times. The attacker, perched atop the monster’s face like a time-traveling Terminator, landed on one knee, right hand pressed to its face—sliding in like a skateboarder.
With a burst of force from the palm, a concentrated shockwave blasted through the monster’s skull, sending dirt flying and ending its struggle for good. Invisible golden ripples spread out and snapped back, and in less than a second, the beast was dealt with.
Mountain winds blew, platinum hair fluttered—a near-perfect scene. But the woman suddenly looked up, fixing her gaze on the remaining fleeing monsters. She licked her lips, her eyes sharper than knives and scarier than a demon. Like a hungry T-Rex, she was just getting started.
Gandalf swallowed hard—this girl was clearly bad news. He turned to the paladin beside him for confirmation.
The paladin grinned and nodded, "That’s her. With her here, there’s nothing to worry about!"
"Awooo—!!" Just as he spoke, the fleeing monsters up ahead panicked even more, screaming and running, their stubby legs pumping faster than rabbits. They might not be smart, but their survival instincts were top-notch—they scattered like birds and beasts.