Klaus looked forward while gripping his sword tightly as his knuckles turned white around the leather-wrapped hilt.
The Were-Hound's eyes immediately locked onto the four of them standing at the top of the staircase. Its muzzle was still stained with fresh blood from the witch whose bisected corpse lay nearby with steam still rising from the exposed organs.
Before Klaus could assess the tactical situation properly or give any orders about formation and strategy, Taula shot past him in an explosive blur of motion that left afterimages in its wake.
The wind from her passage was strong enough to blow everyone's hair back violently and kick up dust from the stone floor.
"I got it!" she shouted with obvious enthusiasm, her voice echoing through the boss chamber.
As an A-rank Adventurer of Galen Town, Taula had already fought her way up to the Fiftieth floor of this World Dungeon multiple times.
