"Ha… Haa… Haaa…" Panting heavily, Elias gritted his teeth and kept himself on the run.
Around him, blood mist surrounded his body and blocked his view, mimicking the environment of the Nightmare realm.
Hidden within that mist, a silhouette dashed in and out of view.
The beast was 'hunting'.
There were countless wounds scattered across his body, healed to the point they wouldn't affect his movements.
How many deaths has he suffered now? How many times must this continue?
*BANG!!!
Rolling out of the way, a spiked claw dropped down from above as Elias quickly landed a slash with a moment of opportunity.
Recovering from his roll, he raised his buckler in preparation for the second hit.
*CLANG!!!
Parrying the second, he slashed up at the arm before going in with a stab, twist, pull.
Raising his buckler, he parried the response to the side of him before another slash under the arm.
A backstep to avoid the unblockable swing.
