“Until when are you going to stay still? At this rate, it’s no different from hitting a scarecrow.”

Perhaps it was my provocation that had angered the skeleton, as venom seeped into its voice.

Given that I was currently in the position of blocking the wildly swinging sword over and over again, it was naturally frustrating to hear. However, regrettably, I could not refute it.

Because that was reality.

Quite some time had passed since the battle began, yet I was still only on the defensive.

There were two main problems.

“Where did the confidence from the trial go? Was …