Ash was enjoying the fight—this was the most clever beast he had faced till now. The precision it had while using its skills was mind-blowing. It knew exactly when to use which skill.
He was also impressed by Jessie's new flames that were as majestic as a real Dragon's breath. Unfortunately, they weren't enough for the beast to die—its scales had started regrowing. The burnt part of its body healed at rapid speed, the mist around the beast clinging to its body and making all its injuries vanish.
He didn't want to dance between life and death for too long. He had multiple ways to end this fight in a single shot, and he was done playing with it.
Until now, he hadn't used any of his skills or talents, but now it was time to test his new skill.
Ash dragged himself upright, retrieving his pistol. His vision blurred from the cold seeping into his bones, but his mind sharpened. This wasn't a beast that could be chipped down with ordinary shots.
