Theo kept his eyes on the dim light coming off his sword's blade. He forced himself to be as cynical as possible at the moment, which made him wonder whether it was merely shining due to reflecting a nearby light source.
'That glow…' Theo thought, his mind seemingly drifting away. He had fought with everything he had until now.
'Just once. I need to do this once.'
For one final time, Theo gripped the sword's hilt as tightly as he could and pushed one single step forward.
He swung the sword in a horizontal slash, its blade cutting through the air.
The beast was still a few inches away. It didn't even need to move for Theo to fall to the ground.
'It's so fluffy… is ground supposed to be fluffy?' Theo wondered as he felt something like a fur mattress beneath him.
The beast looked down at its body, especially at the cut that had formed.
For the first time since their fight began, blood oozed from its body, and the beast screamed at the top of its lungs.
