"Ellie, circle around from the right and attack its left knee joint!"
Greg issued another command without giving the enemy any more time to react.
Ellie pushed off the floor, turning as lightly as a falling leaf as she circled behind the Everturning Filthy Clock from the right.
The tip of her sword aimed straight at the piston joint in the Everturning Filthy Clock's left leg.
The Everturning Filthy Clock was forced to turn to face her.
It could sense an extremely dangerous aura radiating from the woman with long, dark-gold hair before it. If she landed even one unimpeded hit, it might lose the ability to fight altogether.
So it had to give everything it had each time it responded.
The Everturning Filthy Clock swept its chain arm toward Ellie like a python. At the same time, the gears in its chest spun faster, spreading a time-slowing zone around it.
"Good."
A sharp gleam flashed through Greg's eyes as he saw Ellie successfully tie the enemy down.
He raised his right hand, gathering a mass of pitch-black flame in his palm, then hurled it at the Everturning Filthy Clock without hesitation.
The black flame traced a sharp arc through the air, hurtling straight toward the Everturning Filthy Clock's chest.
The Everturning Filthy Clock's gears instantly began spinning madly as it sensed the threat within that unstoppable black flame.
Without a moment's hesitation, it called upon the power of time and sent the entire area it occupied back into the past to evade the attack.
Seeing that the Everturning Filthy Clock had successfully dodged the attack, Ellie lowered her sword tip slightly, a trace of regret appearing on her face.
If only I could have kept it here just now, Young Master Greg's black flame would have hit it directly.