Leonard darted towards the Ursulos Rex. The creature, even wounded, was a terrifying sight. Fifty-five feet of pure muscle and fury. The smell of blood, ozone, and burnt sulfur saturated the air.
"Watch out, Leo!" Evelyn yelled.
"Damn it, I feel so helpless," Mikaela said, biting her nails.
Leo activated "Ghostly Steps." The world became a blur. He circled the Ursulos, searching for angles, assessing. The Wyvern's slashes, the burns—he evaluated each weak point with his "Temporal Cognition."
The Ursulos Rex roared, a sound that made the air tremble with shockwaves. It looked directly into Leonard's eyes, even at high speed.
And then the beast charged.
Its foreleg accelerated at a speed unseen before, a blur of claws and fur passing mere inches from Leonard. He felt the intense displacement of air. "One direct hit and it's over," he thought.
