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For those eager to begin the battle, the distance of less than a hundred feet that the Berserk Demons had to cover felt intolerably slow, although in reality it was but a few breaths' time.
Finally, the Berserk Demon at the forefront made a fierce leap, covering the last stretch of distance. While opening its strong arms wide, it planned to tear apart the Human Knight before it—this was, of course, a terrible choice. The demon exposed its chest completely to its opponent, and without wings, there was no chance to dodge while mid-air.
Lancelot certainly would not miss such an opportunity. His figure surged forward abruptly, like a crossbow arrow released from its trigger, his hand half sword thrusting forward like a long spear. He gouged out a fist-sized hole in the chest of the goat-headed Berserk Demon and then, as if pulled back by a rope, instantly returned to his original position.
