What had just happened...?
As Morel and Knov processed the scene before their eyes, shock and confusion surged through them.
A question they could not yet answer barged into both their minds.
But there was one thing they could be certain of.
The things Killua had said not long ago, which they had dismissed as downplaying the situation out of excessive fear, were actually indisputable facts.
The enemy—
Really was a monster among monsters!
After just one exceedingly brief exchange, Morel and Knov had confirmed that fact.
Then, at that moment, these two battle-hardened veterans displayed two completely different states of mind.
Though Morel was drenched in cold sweat, the confidence forged through countless battles had not been shaken by Neferpitou's terrifying aura or attacks too fast for the naked eye to follow.
The proof lay in his weapon—the massive smoking pipe in his hands remained steady as a rock.
By contrast, though Knov was also drenched in cold sweat, his gaze toward Neferpitou already carried a sense that she was invincible.
What kind of vicious aura was that...?
It sent a dreadful chill through him, as though he had suddenly been plunged into a frozen wasteland, with the palpable feeling that his body would shatter from the cold at any moment.
Knov's reaction to Neferpitou's aura was far, far stronger than Morel's.
And so—
When Morel and Knov saw Neferpitou return after Moyu had slashed her away, launching another attack at him...
A slight gap emerged in the speed of their decisions and actions.
Without hesitation, Morel charged toward the battlefield again, intending to support Moyu in his fight against the monster.
Knov naturally had the same intention, but the difference in their resolve, along with the delay caused by his first halt, left him several paces behind Morel