cut off one of the jellyfish’s taloned legs, the limb falling to the ground near Lyfa with a ground-shaking impact. “Hey, doesn’t it seem a bit dangerous to stay here...?” Kirito whispered beside her, Lyfa nodded but couldn’t make herself move. The blood from the wounds sprayed onto the white snow, dyeing it black, and Lyfa couldn’t take her eyes off the elephant headed evil-god. The jellyfish’s injuries forced it to cry out shrilly as it tried to run away again. The giant wouldn’t let it get away however, swinging the iron swords more powerfully at the body of the jellyfish. Unable to withstand the pressure, the jellyfish cried out as it crouched on the ground, its cries became weaker and weaker. The giant kept mercilessly swinging its swords, engraving cruel wounds on the gray skin of the jellyfish. “...Help it, Kirito-kun.” Listening to those words coming out of her mouth, Lyfa was surprised at herself. The expression on Kirito’s face was three times more surprised than her. Looking at her and the two evil-gods, he questioned her in a bewildered voice. “Which one?” Indeed, compared to the three-face giant, the jellyfish had a stranger form. But in this situation, there was no need for hesitation. “Of course, the one being bullied.” Lyfa immediately answered, but Kirito responded with a very natural question. “How?”