Chapter 170

The monster was unimaginably powerful, and any one of its attacks would be fatal. The cleaver slashed through the air, producing screeching sounds with every move. Ryder was skilled and agile. He weaved through the attacks from the cleaver as his blazing dagger stabbed the monster in various places. Both parties were equally skilled, and it was hard to tell who had the upper hand. Elsa looked on worriedly. "Aren't you going to help?" "You heard the guy. I'm not allowed to intervene," Wilbur said helplessly. Elsa shook her head. "Surely the rules don't matter at a time like this." "You go, then. I'm not trying to convince someone to let me break their stupid rule," Wilbur said, lighting up another cigarette and taking a long drag. Elsa glared at Wilbur. "Are you trying to get me killed? Do I look like I'm a match for that monster?" "Well, there's nothing I can do about it," Wilbur said. Elsa had no choice but to keep a close eye on the battle, praying with all her migh