Berserk glared at the demon that had slipped into the shadows by the narrowest margin.
Then, without hesitation, she retrieved the spear section of her weapon and immediately leaped.
BOOM!
Without warning, a morning-star-style flail slammed straight into the ground.
The culprit was the Dullahan that had been to her left earlier, the one she had struck with the axe.
Short-Spear Dullahan.
Flail Dullahan.
Greatsword Dullahan.
Greataxe Dullahan.
And lastly, the Shield Dullahan, which had lost the thing it was supposed to protect.
Seeing the number of Dullahans she had to face increase from four to five, Berserk switched the weapon in her hands.
The new weapon was a special hammer made specifically to smash demon skulls.
A battle hammer used by Inquisitors, with holy water stored inside it.
“Vermin. So it fled.”
The shadow that the Great Demon had seeped into shrank into a point and disappeared completely the moment the demon vanished from toe to crown.
In other words, if she wanted to kill the Great Demon, she would have to find its true body all over again.
It was an exceedingly troublesome and irritating situation.
“I have no time to waste on the likes of you!”
She swung the hammer at the Dullahans that rushed her without giving her even the brief opening they had before.
The greatsword of the first Dullahan to attack struck her hammer…