Atlas focused intently, honing in on every subtle shift in the elemental particles swirling around him. The monsters were closing in, their chaotic movements sending ripples through the particles, signaling multiple attackers from different directions.
He remained motionless, spinning his spear once to center himself as he adjusted his stance to meet the unseen threats. His mind was sharp and calm, a stark contrast to the early days of his training, when panic would overtake him in moments like this.
Suddenly, an attack came from behind!
His instincts jolted him into action, but the speed of the strike overwhelmed him. The blow landed hard, forcing him to stumble forward.
Before he could recover, another attack came from the front. Atlas spun his spear instinctively, sweeping out in a wide arc. Direct hit!
The weapon's momentum carried him to the side, but another crushing impact hit him squarely, throwing him off balance.
