"Fuuh..:"
Swoop!
Aestrea slashed with the Midnight Sword in a fast series of strikes, trying to overwhelm the guardian's defense.
The blade cut deep into its arm, but the guardian immediately countered with the spear, thrusting it forward with pinpoint accuracy.
The tip pierced Aestrea's side, drawing more blood as it grazed his ribs.
He pulled back, blood seeping from the new wound. The guardian pressed the advantage, swinging the war hammer in a powerful overhead strike.
Aestrea dodged to the side, but the edge of the hammer clipped his leg, sending a sharp pain up his thigh.
Aestrea's eyes narrowed coldly.
He had had enough of this drawn-out fight.
The guardian was adapting too quickly, its mechanical learning making it a frustrating opponent. He decided to end it with something more decisive.
He channeled the Authority of Destruction, pouring the conceptual power into his blades.
The air around him darkened as black-and-white energy swirled violently.
