Ethan had put on a masterclass against the Rotwing Fly.
While partially assimilated with Talon, he made the best use of his Griffling's abilities and avoided major damage. His left shoulder was rotting, and that seemed to be spreading slowly, but he wasn't dead, which was all that mattered.
'This arm has been through a shit ton.'
From Rina's arrow to all the beasts that had gnawed on it, he always instinctively shielded his body with his left arm. He was right-handed, so that was natural, and the shoulder was the most durable part of the arm.
Though it was unnervingly close to his neck, which was concerning.
But in exchange, he had grounded the B Rank Beast, making most of its abilities obsolete.
That alone was an impressive feat.
And just as he was thinking about how to finish off the disgusting thing without spreading more of its rotting around his body, he was suddenly hypnotised.
'Almost like the butterfly was saving it.'
