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((The Mon/Wen/Fri Double -- page 2 of 2))
Amid the treetops, Hector stopped and waited for the spawn to close in a bit more. It would make his job easier if they weren't quite so spread out.

But to his surprise, they hesitated.

They'd just been chasing him like bloodthirsty animals a moment ago, but now they were keeping their distance.

He still seemed to have their full attention, though. Hector could sense that their heads were pointed in his direction. They hadn't lost track of him or gotten distracted by something else.

So what the hell was going on?

Were they... scared of him? Because he'd suddenly stopped running, and they didn't understand why?

They suspected he might up to something? Were they really that smart?

Well, Chort probably was, even if they weren't.

Hmm.

Hector kept waiting, wanting to be patient, but he knew this couldn't go on for too much longer. If they didn't make a move soon, then he would have to.

Slowly, they began surrounding him. They formed two lines, one closer and one farther, before the front line finally converged on him.

How cautious. And annoying.

But oh well. He decided to take what he could get.

When the front line drew near enough, Hector summoned iron all the way up from ground, filling the whole area with one enormous platform that shot the entire line of monsters high up into the air, far above the trees.

And Hector launched himself after them. He intended to capture every single one before they could hit the ground again.

They toppled and spun and thrashed helplessly in midair, even spitting fire and acid onto each other, but none of that could prevent him from adding them to his collection. In rapid succession, iron walls clapped around each of them and were drawn into orbit around Hector.