Bottomless Abyss, Underworld.
The fierce battle had been raging for a long time—it was brutal in every sense of the word.
Crunch!
Grendel was ambushed by a terrifying spiked worm, sent hurtling through the air. Another giant, concealed bug suddenly burst out of the ground, snapping its jaws at Grendel's head.
"Grendel, watch out!"
Thanks to Clymene's shout, Grendel tilted sideways and barely dodged the lethal strike. Even so, one of his arms and half his shoulder were still torn off by the oversized bug.
With a thud, Grendel hit the ground and rolled a good thirty feet or so before steadying himself. Clymene leaped down from the arrow tower, made her way to Grendel's side, and helped him up.
"How bad is it?"
Grendel shook his head. As a skeletal knight, he felt no pain. Yet he knew all too well that the deathly energy within him had plummeted. Not only was his fighting strength impaired, but even his long-term potential was likely diminished.