The Elemental Shapeshifter

The young lady was just about to charge into the Minotaur.

But right then... four Minotaurs rushed in from every direction.

Beastmen were reckless, but they were also very skilled at ambushes—one could even say it was instinctive. That was mainly because they were so adept at moving through forests. Even large creatures weren't much hindered by the trees.

Because the young lady was so enormous, the Minotaurs could "make the most" of her size as they crashed into her.

With a chorus of roars, all four Minotaurs slammed into her thighs. One Minotaur's horns nearly stabbed her somewhere very awkward.

Yet it seemed they had done no more than make her enormous body stagger slightly. Still, sparks were clearly leaking from the spots where the Minotaurs had struck her with their horns, as if air were escaping.

"Die, insects!" With a shriek, the young lady raised the club in her hand high above her head and swung it at the Minotaurs in a Great Cleave, just as she had before.

But when she struck the third Minotaur, it had already raised a real club to block her attack.

At that instant, the two consecutive explosions that had been triggered earlier finally detonated.

The Minotaur that had just torn apart an Inferior Beast managed to dodge the young lady's club and its two successive blasts by twisting aside at the last moment.

The other Minotaurs took the explosions head-on, and blazing flames engulfed their bodies.

But unlike the Chaos Hounds from earlier... the Minotaurs seemed to become even more "spirited."

They let out roars and swung their weapons at the young lady, as if the flames covering their bodies were nothing but an insignificant detail.

This time, perhaps because their "spirits" were high, or because they had surrounded the young