193 What A Battle Should Be

Surely, at this point, Northern didn't need to be told what his fault was.

He had realized it in that instant when the monster appeared in front of him before he could react.

No doubt, because of his winning state, he got over himself. Not only was he distracted, but in that momentary lapse, he had underestimated his opponent.

And so when the Corpse Eater suddenly lunged with an increased speed, he was caught off guard.

These were his consequences of getting complacent... again.

'Over and over again, I keep repeating the same crappy mistake!'

Northern ground his teeth painfully, one hand was still holding his side, where blood seeped from.

The Corpse Eater menacingly towered before him, glaring down, obviously with a ghoulish glee, even though its facial features betrayed no emotion of any sort.

Northern was now at the mercy of the monster. Of course, it wasn't like he was going to die.