A month has already passed...
*swoosh*
The elongated blade-arm sliced through the air at blinding speed.
Brandon's eyes flickered and he dodged, feeling the whisper of displaced air rush past his hair as the attack narrowly missed him.
Without pausing, he rolled to the side and sprang up from the cracked stone floor.
Before the aberrant could retract its arm, Brandon lunged forward, slashing his dagger across its forearm.
A spray of black blood erupted from the wound, sizzling as it hit the ground.
The creature shrieked and, in a frenzy, it swung its other arm in a wide arc.
Brandon reacted instantly and he leapt backward, his body flipping midair to avoid the strike.
As his boots hit the ground, he felt the impact of the creature's claw carving a deep gouge where he had just been standing.
He charged again and this time, the aberrant anticipated his movement.
Its claw shot forward like a spear, aiming straight for his torso.
