Sunken eyes like a skeleton, red irises that sent shivers down the spine.
Desther felt unusually creeped out the moment the Hell Cat turned toward his location.
Not wanting to waste any time staring at such an eldritch horror, he did not waste any time and immediately condensed a Magic Bullet out of thin air.
The range was acceptable, so there was no need to rush head-on and fight them like a brute when he has a range attack.
Although his attributes were obviously much higher compared to them, Desther was not the type to go into needless risk.
Not to mention, according to the information he knew about Hell Cats, they were a predatory monster that relied on quick and swift attacks. This was also confirmed since the attribute he had stolen from them earlier was the Agility Attribute.
Their strongest means had now been reduced to half because of his Ultimate Thief, though, so that would be one less of a worry.
