Isiah burned with the urge to strike the Mantar, but Eijar's strict warning held his hands completely tied.
The beast held zero reservations about battering him, yet Isiah found himself forced to endure the onslaught without retaliating.
Eijar watched the struggle from her burrow in the sand, silently amused by his desperate maneuvering.
'I want to beat this beast into submission,' Isiah thought bitterly, dodging another heavy strike, 'but if I yield to that urge, I will forfeit the ability to summon any future creatures.'
Isiah remained continuously on the move, forced into a defensive retreat as the Mantar relentlessly pursued him. Though his instincts were sharp enough to evade lethal impact, he could barely catch his breath to think.
His only viable strategy was to convince the winged steed that he posed no threat and harbored no violent intent.
To demonstrate his stance, he deliberately slowed his movements, attempting to calm the beast's aggressive edge.
