Con's Rock Throwing

[Over there!]

He'd probably get mad if I put it this way, but Con was truly useful.

The moment an entity hiding stealthily in a corner seemed to glow faintly thanks to Con's Psychic Power, I lifted a carefully selected rock from the leather pouch I had brought from the Expedition Team.

Con would handle the aim correction anyway.

I threw the rock with all my might, and soon a sickening crunch of flesh was heard.

The crunching sound followed immediately.

Kieeeek!!

The Magic Beasts that had been under taming control let out vicious screams as they bounced up from their spots and rushed toward me.

The one that rushed at me like that turned into a lump of meat and fell to the floor with a single light punch.

[That's the last of them. There are no more in this vicinity now.]...