Airflow roared into his ears, his eardrums trembling with a constant hum.
At high speed, the air grew viscous and sluggish as a mire. Rain-soaked black bangs clung to his forehead, and tiny stings prickled across his skin where the raindrops struck.
The woods, the meadow, and the distant sky packed with dark clouds hurtled backward on either side, stretching in his vision into blurred bands of green, blue, gray, and black.
It was the exaggerated speed granted by [Tooth Hunt], the kind that looked like teleportation to ordinary people, vanishing from the spot in the blink of an eye.
He had long since grown used to it.
Countless rounds of practice had raised its proficiency to Level 3.
It had let Xia Nan gradually adapt to this state, as if the entire world had stilled and frozen for it.
His highly focused attention, together with his Agility, which had already reached "7," allowed him to unconsciously filter out the irrelevant things around him while concentrating his entire mind on the enemy.
Even though everything else in his vision had been reduced by his body's high-speed movement to chaotic, meaningless blocks of color, and his ears were filled with the rushing roar of airflow.
The Bear Goblin's burly, massive figure—even the swelling wriggle of the muscles beneath its skin and the swaying of the scarlet mane on its back—
All of it appeared in Xia Nan's eyes with perfect clarity.
It was even clearer and more distinct because the influence of everything else had been stripped away.
He drew close.
The foul, fishy stench of something that had lived for a long time in a cave surged into his nostrils with his breath.
In that instant, he gauged the distance, slowed ever so slightly, and twisted his wrist. The Beheading