Luan said softly so only Catharina could hear: "Let's pull back a bit, they may have set traps. That must be why they're not worried that we attack first..."
Thinking for just a moment, she agreed with his reasoning.
But knowing that does not make their situation any less dangerous.
In the end, they knew absolutely nothing about this group beyond what the eyes can see.
Someone's talent can completely change the course of a battle.
And, given their excessive confidence... It wouldn't be strange if many of them had very useful talents.
Looking at them while retreating, Luan saw the change in their eyes without the slightest subtlety.
'They really set a trap for us!'
Actions speak louder than a thousand words.
"Damn, they noticed!" one of them shouted.
The leader's calm changed. His expression became fierce as he shouted: "Don't let them escape!"
"Leave it to us, Boss!" shouted a fat man beside a fat woman.
The two were identical in size and appearance, even the short orange hair that reached the shoulders as if they had used a bucket as a mold for that cut.
"Mofu. That girl is so beautiful... I hate pretty girls!" shouted the fat woman.
The fat twins advanced.
Giggles echoed as if they were waiting for a good show.
"Paiva, don't hurt the woman too much, she looks delicious." One of them said with a perverted look, licking his lips lasciviously: "Let me have some fun first, then you can do whatever you want with her."
"""Yes, yes!"""
Other men in the group shouted.
It seemed that this was not the first time they had done something like this, acting as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
"These beasts...!" Luan's anger grew.
It became clear that this was not mere provocation. They really wanted to do what they were saying.
"Mofu." The fat Paiva started running in their direction. She looked like a bullet train: "Take this!"
Her speed was not slow at all despite her great weight – around 300 kilos.
When she jumped into the air, she shouted: "Inflate! Impact...!"
Her left hand grew to a ridiculous level, reaching the size of a minibus.
She finished shouting, "Giant!!" as her enormous clenched fist came down toward them.
It was like seeing a meteor falling and increasing in size as it approached. It was disturbing.
"Move away!" Luan shouted.
Catharina trusted him, even worried, she pulled the cart away at extreme speed.
From Luan's ten fingers, threads of wool were created. Each thread was so thin that it was almost invisible. They were like mere strands of a small spider's web.
With a wave of both hands toward the walls, the wool threads struck the walls, embedding the threads.
Soon, each thread connected to one another.
It was then that a bloody scene happened right before everyone's eyes!
Paiva, with her voice echoing through the dungeon, "Die," struck the wool threads with her gigantic fist.
The instant she did that, without any hindrance, the wool threads cut her hand – even the bones of her hand – climbing upward as she screamed in pain, trying to retreat, but it was already too late...
*ZZZZIPPP!*
"Ahhhhhh!"
"Paiva!!" the fat twin shouted at the top of his lungs.
But nothing he did could change what had become irreversible.
His twin sister continued descending, being mutilated by the threads that were fixed to the dungeon walls.
Luan stepped back.
Pieces of human remains, as well as a rain of blood, began to fall from the sky.
'Insane!'
Even he did not expect this result.
At most, he thought it would be enough to restrain her, but unexpectedly the threads not only restrained her, but also cut her into pieces.
Now, in the air, the thin wool threads held pieces of Paiva, and the blood had turned the threads a crimson color, dripping blood onto the ground.
*Swallow–*
Many of the hunters swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
Not even in their wildest dreams did they expect this result.
The mere possibility of Paiva ending up like this... No, even losing, never crossed their minds.
However, reality came like a strong punch to their stomach.
Their faces were hot from the slap they received for thinking everything was under control, they even laughed at Luan's actions when he told Catharina to retreat, wanting to face Paiva alone.
And the result? It was right there before them.
That scene was still very fresh and etched into their minds.
Even their leader had a visible change in his expression.
The loss of Paiva was something he could not accept.
Among his lackeys, the fat twins were the most competent. Their talents were the main force for hunting, even for ambushing other hunters. Now without Paiva, a growing rage began to boil.
"You bastard...!" Through clenched teeth, the leader uttered these words full of rage.
"Glaud, no!"
Seeing the fat twin, Glaud, about to jump and start making his right foot grow, similar to his deceased sister... The hunters panicked.
"That brainless bastard!"
The leader felt numb.
He knew from the beginning that, of the twins, calling Glaud dumb was an insult to donkeys. The reality was that he was devoid of any intelligence, and only did the right things because he always listened to his twin sister, Paiva, but without her... His actions that were once controlled by Paiva were now out of control.
Luan, who saw this, was also surprised by the 'cleverness' of this big man.
How 'clever' does a person need to be to fall into the same trap he just saw his sister fall into and be cut to pieces?
Honestly, that left him dumbfounded...
"GIANT IMPACT!"
Glaud's voice echoed through the labyrinth.
Glaud's right foot collided with the ultra-thin wool threads.
Unlike what everyone expected, he did not begin to be cut like Paiva, the threads emitted sounds like nylon stretched to the limit being shaken, as the threads almost snapped, and creaks echoed, and an even louder sound when one of the threads broke.
"Hahaha! I will destroy this thing that killed my dear sister and you're next!!" Glaud's voice was thunderous.
It seemed that he truly saw those threads as his worst enemy.
Although it is true that, because of these threads his sister died, but who in their right mind would treat that as an enemy that needed to be destroyed?
Regardless, that worried Luan.
Another creak echoed and the second thread broke, but not before making a deep cut in Glaud's giant foot.
"Urghh-Ahhhhhhhh! Die!"
Shouting, Glaud used more force on his foot, competing against the remaining threads.
"Glaud, stop, fall back!!" the leader shouted, but Glaud didn't even listen to him.
*Whoosh!*
Suddenly, something very fast whistled through the air, and to the surprise and shock of many, an arrow was lodged right in the middle of Glaud's forehead.
"What?" Foolishly, Glaud's final thoughts upon being struck were confusion at not knowing exactly what had just happened, extending his hand toward his head, but falling before he could even reach it.
The transformation of his foot was canceled, all the resistance he had been putting up vanished.
Glaud's body remained suspended in the air, caught on the threads that were cutting his skin little by little due to his enormous weight.
Looking over his shoulder, Luan cast a sidelong glance at Catharina just to confirm that she was holding the bow and arrow.
A deafening silence hung in the air.
It was hard to believe this scene.
It took some time for the hunters to process what they were seeing.
Until a few seconds ago, they thought that at the very least, Glaud would not die, that he might even manage to take revenge, but reality came like another hard slap to the face!