It was the agonized shriek of metal compressed to its limit.
Everyone's breath caught.
The Giant Crocodile Chief's fangs clamped tightly around Ola's left arm. From shoulder to elbow, his entire arm had disappeared into its enormous maw!
The runes on his Enchanted Armor flickered violently. Ola could clearly feel the alloy twisting and deforming in a deeply unsettling way. A moment longer, and his bones would be mingled with the metal fragments!
His full plate armor was too heavy for the giant crocodile to lift him. It irritably tried to drag him instead, but even that took considerable effort.
The Giant Crocodile Chief was enraged by this stubborn morsel it could not chew through.
A low rumble rose from deep in its throat.
The next moment, it began to twist.
Using its massive torso as an axis, it began spinning wildly.
[Death Roll]!
The most primitive hunting technique of crocodilian creatures.
It used its own weight and the tremendous torque of its rotation to tear its prey to pieces!
Ola's armor gave a teeth-grating creak.
His arm felt as though it would be twisted into a corkscrew at any moment.
"No!"
Leo's cry was swallowed by the howling wind.
Just then, Veylin snapped out of his daze as well.
Without a moment's hesitation, he yanked a leather pouch from his waist and hurled out a narrow-necked bottle filled with dark purple liquid, moving so fast his hand almost left an afterimage.
Crack!
The bottle shattered against the Giant Crocodile Chief's massive body. A thick mist instantly seeped into it as though alive.
[Slowing Spell]!
The giant crocodile's frenzied rotation visibly slowed for a beat, like a crowbar jammed into a machine running at full speed-a fatal hitch in its motion.
At that very instant, as Ola was dragged around