A few minutes later...
To the surprise of Elena, Miria, and the others, what they had expected to be an easy task—wiping out the dozens, perhaps even a hundred, Devourer monsters—proved anything but. Unless they killed the Devourers in one go, the creatures grew stronger and stronger, becoming increasingly difficult to hit in the head and kill.
As the battle wore on, they even learned to deliberately dodge and block attacks, and protect their heads from harm. Combined with their already terrifying regenerative ability, which allowed them to keep recovering as long as their heads remained intact, the fight gradually turned into a stalemate.
Fortunately, thanks to the powerful protection provided by the Judgment armor worn by the Claymore knights, they had suffered no casualties after eliminating a third of the Devourers, despite looking somewhat worse for wear.
But the fact that they had spent more than ten minutes killing only about a third of the monsters was still hard for every Claymore present to believe.
"Miria!"
"What..."
"What's going on?"
"This isn't right. Why do I feel like they're getting stronger and stronger? How did you manage to kill a hundred of them in an instant before?"
"Yeah!"
"These things don't seem that strong, but they're just so hard to deal with!"
"Exactly!"
"I killed one easily just now, but when I used the same move again, it learned to dodge!"
"I noticed that too!"
"Anyway, there's something really strange about them."
"Definitely!"
"Everyone, I don't doubt anymore that they can kill Abyssal Ones!"
"Tch!"
"This is bad!"
"At this rate, and with more of them than us, we might suffer casualties!"
"Do you think these are from a different batch than the ones Miria killed earlier?"
"Who knows..."
"Enough!"
"Everyone, be careful!"
At last, the Claymore knights—who had