—You change so much by the situation.

Chi-Woo’s eyes widened. What was Philip going on about now?

Philip muttered like he was talking to himself.

—In desperate situations, you pull yourself out of trouble by mustering all you can and more and somehow manage to survive. But in situations that are actually doable, you try to crawl back to safety because one thing you tried doesn’t work.

—I really can’t predict what you will do.

Philip shook his head while tsking.

—Don’t I always tell you?

Philip pointed at the battle that was ongoing.

—Think. Observe carefully and make your own judgments. What do you think is going on?

Chi-Woo wordlessly moved his mouth and thought, ‘They seem to be even…’

—Really? Look at them more closely, especially that guy named Dalgil.

With Philip’s hint, Chi-Woo soon realized what Philip was trying to tell him. Unlike his usual self, Dalgil was swinging his club with one hand, and his left arm seemed to hang loosely by his side. Chi-Woo recalled how Dalgil had been struck by the tentacle when he opened the door. The situation appeared different from then on. Dalgil had stopped advancing and became completely preoccupied with defending. Ru Amuh tried to aim for openings, but the monster played on Dalgil’s weaknesses and strengthened its guard against Ru Amuh. There would only be openings if Dalgil pulled the monster’s attention away; the situation was progressing in the opposite direction.

Flick! Simultaneously, a tentacle struck at the team members from the back.

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