And that night…
We launched an assault on Gimora.
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There was already talk on the message board about organizing a large-scale raid to defeat Gimora.
The enemy is a field boss specialized in "escape."
To defeat it, you first need a location where it can't escape. That requires a large group to surround it and block its escape routes.
Jackjack stroked his long beard.
His white beard, flowing in the night wind, twisted like a dragon. His wrinkled eyes narrowed sharply as he glared down at Gimora wandering beneath the cliff.
"According to Rasetsu-sama, the group battle will take place in three days. I doubt Gimora will be caught by a mob… Considering how troublesome Gimora is, it's likely a diversion."
"Diversion?"
Liora, who was clutching her scythe behind him, muttered.
Jackjack turned to her, smiling in the moonlight.
"Those familiar with Gimora in its prime would understand why it runs. It's waiting for its enemies to gather, planning to wipe them all out in one swoop."
