Benedict, whom I faced directly, was a monster beyond what I had seen with my eyes.

Each punch of his had enough power to break through my defenses—does that even make sense?

Even with the [Superhuman Body] skill I gained, which slightly improved my stats, I was still relentlessly pressured by Benedict and eventually collapsed onto the ground.

There was no time to provoke Benedict. How could I even speak when it was hard to catch my breath?

After I had become so exhausted that I couldn’t even move a finger, Frey and Arthur stepped forward, both wanting to experience …