My Summons Are Mythical Beasts

The beast looked like a mix between a hare and a mole. It was pitch black in color but had blood-red eyes resembling rubies. Its two ears fluttered back and forth; they were massive and almost the size of its entire body. Two of them combined had almost covered the hare's entire body or back part, looking like a bug with a folded elytra or the hard wings that covered the soft underwings from beneath.

The size of the hare, though, was definitely not normal.

Even from afar, Lucas could estimate that it was almost two meters in length from its snout to its tail. The height could reach up to a meter, appearing quite massive even from afar; if the ears were stretched upward, though, it could probably reach at least three to four meters.

More than a hundred meters away, Lucas put his things in the ground and hid them in a safe place before heading toward the unaware hare.

Spot had already taken a spot to hide to ambush the hare in the most opportune time.

Like before, Lucas acted as bait so that they could have the element of surprise. This way, even if the hare turned out to be stronger than they expected, they would still be able to injure it first, gaining an advantage.

For others, such tactics might be seen as beneath them, or even cowardly. However, for Lucas, this was a lifeline he was not willing to let go.

Who needs valiance and honor if your life was on the line?

Now that his injuries had mostly started to heal, Lucas' movements were more fluid than before. His walk no longer appeared staggering; although not as steady during normal times, it was definitely better than before. On the other side, this also meant that he could now run back as fast as he could lest something like the case with the Sharp-Tusk Boar using a charge skill get repeated.

With that incident as the precedent, Lucas was even more careful with his approach this time around. This time, he even held one of the Sharp-Tusk Boar's tusks in his hand.

If something goes awry, he could use it to protect himself or even have a chance to fight back.

As for the Armadon Tonfa that he has been using before, Lucas kept it inside the bag for the time being, thinking that the sharp tusk was more suitable than the Armadon Tonfa that needs great strength to inflict huge damage to the enemy.

Walking slowly, Lucas gripped the tusk tightly with his right arm.

The thick part of the tusk was just the right fit to his huge hands, the only problem being its smoothness that hindered his grip. He had wrapped it with some torn clothes as the handle though, so that problem was at least solved for the time being.

Lucas' eyes never left the hare as he moved forward.

At this moment, the hare was also constantly moving, albeit at a slow pace, as it kept on sniffing the ground as if searching for something.

As he inched closer and closer toward the hare, Lucas suddenly paused.

At this moment, the hare suddenly stopped as if alerted by something. Its head curiously looked around. As it stood up on two legs, its massive ears covering its back began to unfold like wings before fluttering around, as if it wanted to focus its hearing.

As it did, its head suddenly turned toward Lucas' location. Its eyes narrowed into slits, and at the next moment, it released a threatening and ear-piercing hiss directed to him.

Before Lucas could even react, the hare suddenly jumped upward.

Lucas' eyes narrowed in shock as the two massive ears of the hare flapped forcefully in midair.

And then, as mind blowing as it sounds, the hare actually started flying toward him, with a quick speed akin to a diving bird at that.

Swoosh!

That was the only sound that Lucas heard before he promptly turned around to run back to where Spot was hiding in an ambush.

'Fuck! What's with these beasts having skills that allow them to close toward a target quickly?'

Lucas cursed inside his mind as he ran without looking back.

The sound of wings, or more precisely, the sound of ears flapping, gradually closed in on him, making his hair stand on end.

As it grew louder and louder, and as a strong wind struck his back, Lucas did not hesitate to hop to the side in an attempt to evade the incoming foe.

The next moment, he was glad that he was able to move in time.

As he hopped to the side, Lucas saw a blur flashing past by him. At the area where he was standing earlier, a long slash mark could be seen extending forward.

Shivering in fright, it was only then that Lucas noticed the long claws situated in the hare's front paws. Shining like sharp blades, the claws left slashed marks on the ground where Lucas had been standing earlier.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

With a quick glance, Lucas was able to see how deep they had penetrated to the ground, indicating the sharpness and lethality of those claws.

As for the hare with massive ears, it has skidded forward a few meters away after delivering those lethal claws.

Not wasting any more time, Lucas twisted his body and then ran once more.

The hare has proved itself to be more lethal than what it looked.

Fortunately, at the corner of his eyes, Lucas had already seen the figure of Spot running toward the hare at full speed.

The hare had already turned its head toward Lucas, unaware that a small figure was already running toward it quickly. That small figure, though, transformed into a massive one as its stride continued to grow larger.

The hare had jumped upward and twisted its body mid-air to face Lucas. Its ears trembled, and at the next moment, they flapped, its body shooting toward Lucas in extreme speed.

Feeling the change in the air, Lucas stared in disbelief as the hare swooped toward him with its sharp claws extending forward.

His eyes constricted in fear, his mind rang with danger, while his heart palpitated like a galloping horse.

Time seemed to slow down in his perception; the sharp claws slashed toward his eyes straightforwardly.

Recovering his agitated mind, Lucas willed his body to move and evade the attack.

As time resumed in his perception, Lucas had already leaned backward in an awkward pose. The claws flash past above his eyes, narrowly avoiding the sharp claws that have intended to claw them out.

Like the sharp claws, the hare had also flashed past him due to its own momentum.

It flapped its ears wildly, trying to stop its body from continuing forward as it landed down on the ground. Even before it could settle, it had already jumped upward and twisted its body in mid-air to face Lucas once more.

As it prepared to flap its ears once more, though, a massive figure suddenly crashed toward it with great force.

Boom!

The hare was flung like a kite. Its body crashed toward a tree a few meters away. However, it has managed to flap its wings at the last second, minimizing the force of impact a great deal.

'Wha—What was that?'

Lucas thought in disbelief as his mind recalled the mind-blowing phenomena earlier.

His mind and heart were still in chaos as he rolled backward with the momentum of his backward lean before standing up.

He hurriedly turned toward the hare as he raised his arms along with the tusk in a defensive position.

As he stared forward, Lucas realized that his arms, no, his entire body, were shaking inexplicably.

He did not know what had happened, but his mind and heart seemed to have gone into an overdrive, forcing his body to shake, as if ready to face whatever was about to come.

Staring ahead, Lucas saw that the hare had already stood up and was now hissing toward Spot and him threateningly.

Seemed remained unconcerned with its taunts, but his eyes already showed bestial rage. Without waiting for the hare to recover, Spot had already dashed forward, and along with it was a roar that shook the surroundings.

As if realizing that the hare has terrible speed, Spot did not go for the kill directly and instead used Soft Bark to initiate the battle.

The tactic worked perfectly. Its ears twitched and trembled violently as it absorbed all the sound coming from the bestial roar produced by Spot using Soft Bark.

Even before Spot could reach it, Lucas saw that blood had already burst out of the ears of the hare; its ruby eyes lost focus for a few seconds, and when it came to the realization, Spot was already before it, delivering a sharp claw that intended to kill it in one blow.

However, the hare's ears suddenly flapped and covered its body from the strike.

The sound of something hard colliding with something hard resounded in the air.

Lucas stared at the scene of the hare's ears withstanding the sharp claws of Spot. This was the first time that it had happened after all. Even Spot was also surprised by the outcome.

The ears looked fluid and soft from its movements earlier; who would have thought that it could actually withstand Spot's attack head-on? From the area that Spot had attacked, only shallow white marks and slight bleeding could be seen.

The hare hissed in pain as it hopped away from the hateful Spot.

Before it could flap its ears and fly, Spot had already begun to chase after it.