The silence stretched longer than either of them expected, the monster didn't move an inch. Mina slowly lowered her daggers even though her body remained tense. Her eyes stayed locked on the massive molten creature in front of them.
It still hovered above the lava with its head lowered. Its entire posture no longer radiates hostility.
"This… doesn't make sense," she said quietly.
Her brows furrowed as she tried to understand what she was seeing.
"A moment ago it was trying to crush us and drown us in lava and now it's just…" She hesitated, searching for the right word. "…giving up?"
Clyde remained still, his grip on the Demonic Sword steady. But he didn't attack.
Mina glanced at him, then back at the creature. "Do you think it's because of the damage? We pushed it that far so maybe it felt the difference in power."
Her voice grew more certain as she continued. "Hmm… maybe it realized it couldn't win. So instead of dying it chose to stop."
