The Void Hornet was intelligent.
It had known that from the moment it first clashed with the intruders:
Against a single A Rank, it could have won.
Against two, it still had a chance.
But against three...
Its compound eyes flickered between the crimson woman blinking across the battlefield, the purple-eyed monster laughing as she traded blows with it, and the hazel-eyed woman constantly restricting every avenue of escape with shimmering constructs.
Victory was impossible.
Every passing second pushed it closer to death.
The crimson woman in particular was terrifying; her attacks had not weakened with time.
If anything, they only seemed to grow stronger.
It was as though the endless reserves of crimson energy pouring from her body would never run dry.
The beast could not understand it.
No creature should possess such an endless well of power.
But ultimately, it didn't matter, with its instincts screaming only one thing:
Survive!
