Lenny calculated that Baddieness could not do more, even if she wanted to, because, like a leech, her thought process would be both slow and basic.
If it was to transform back, that was needed, and she could only think and concentrate effort on that.
If it was to feed, she could only think and concentrate effort on that thought.
It was one thing at a time and nothing more.
This instantly brought an idea to Lenny's head.
However, he would have to do it fast.
Even though he did not attack with his magic, Baddieness was still draining him.
It was far slower, but it was still there.
Lenny now had a better understanding of Baddieness's situation.
Now, it was Loren.
After using Surveyor on her, Loren's stats were:
<Name: Loren>
<Race: Human (Witch)>
<Coven: Ouroboros>
<Level: 5>
<Rank: Junior witch>
<Magic: 4980/4000>
<Strength: 1230>
<Agility: 1500>
<HP: 5000/5000>
<Exp. 6000/6000>
*Ability: Predatory Nature of a Nether Hunter
Just like the others, Loren had insane levels of Magic.
However, Strength and Agility were terribly low.
However, what she lost in Strength and Agility, she made up for in her high HP and Experience.
In fact, Experience was something that was much more than Lenny's.
No doubt, it was a result of the long years that she had lived.
However, living a long life did not mean that one could fight just as much.
After all, these Witches had not met a person like him.
In life, people have experiences that are different and are of different aspects.
Loren might have had a lot of experience, but it was definitely not in fighting.
This was clearly shown in how she fought.
Her fighting style was animalistic and instinctive at best.
Both of which Lenny was sure were a result of the Ability she had.
She had the Predatory Nature of a Nether Hunter.
Lenny did not know what the Nether was, but he could tell from the attacks that it must not be a friendly place.
At the moment, Loren attacked with long, sword-length claws, one on each hand.
The Claw on each hand came all the way from her forearm.
It was strong, and every hit Lenny dodged ensured that the earth felt the impact of her ferocious attacks.
Lenny's mind calculated fast as he made a 3D image of Loren in his head, calculating everything.
His mind assimilated as much information as possible.
He calculated her height, the length of her weapon, and even the slight curve of it.
From the impact she made and every hit that he dodged but got the ground, he calculated the force she could produce in relation to the angle of her attack.
Such a level of information that his mind worked on would have been inconceivable for the normal human mind.
However, Lenny was already a beast in his previous world.
With his experience and former mental capability, added to the improved mental cognitivity that came with his continuous increase in strength, he was a formidable force.
Everything was within Lenny's calculations.
Even the slight wind within the tunnel and the temperature of the place were not exempted.
At the end, Lenny arrived at an answer that Shocked him.
At this point, his magic point and HP were at
<Magic points: 1200/2120>
<HP 3000/5000>
It had really dropped.
Lenny's expression as he continually opted for dodging the attacks was one that evolved from frowning to becoming Stoic.
This annoyed Loren even more.
She had thought that killing Lenny was going to be easy.
But he was like a slithering snake.
Her attack would nearly hit him every time but would only barely miss him.
In her annoyance, she increased her ferocity, and then it happened.
The first cut
It was on his right arm.
However, it was still a cut.
Quickly, she concluded that Lenny had somehow slowed down as he became tired.
Then again, in a fight of such magnitude, this was expected.
In fact, she considered it a miracle that Lenny had lasted this long.
After all, she could clearly feel Baddieness inside Lenny's body.
She was sure that her sister was already doing damage to him.
damage from outside and damage from within.
Loren could not help but lick her lips in anticipation of Lenny's taste.
The moment she made the cut on Lenny's arm, she could not help but lift the claw and allow a drop of his blood to fall into her mouth.
The taste made her all jittery and excited. She could already taste the rich power within his blood.
Scarface, Nicky, and Father Black watched from a safe distance.
"Do you think he will be okay?" Nicky asked.
The question was directed at no particular person.
"I don't know; he seems to have slowed down a bit." Scarface answered.
Meanwhile, Father Black's face looked at the fight with far keener insights, "Are you sure?"
Scarface turned to him, "what do you mean? Can't you see he's getting his ass kicked over there? After the first cut, she had been making more cuts since."
Father Black massaged his jaw a little, "Exactly my point. She has been making cuts, but that is all they are, CUTS."
Scarface thought for a second that Father Black was probably becoming blind.
However, someone else looked at the fight with far more intent.
Her father was too slow-witted to notice, but with careful observation, she could see something else.
Lenny would dodge just when it seemed like the long claw was going to turn him into meat on a stick.
However, it was as if his body was directing the claw on where to cut or where to stab.
For some unknown reason, it was only ever getting surface wounds.
She was not too sure, but from what she could see, the claws were only making about an inch-deep cut every time.
Her mind seemed to suddenly come to the realization of what Lenny was doing.
Instantly, she turned to Father Black, "He is luring her in."
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