Enduring the pain, the Shark Beast's crimson iron fist swung towards the direction of the attack.
But it only struck a scattering of ashen sparks.
The flame light, exuding an inexplicable sense of desolation, had already reached the Shark Beast's back at the moment of its movement.
[Vortex Slash].
The sword blade once again sliced through the blood and flesh of its side back, just a few centimeters short of severing the Shark Beast's spine.
Without being reckless, it withdrew the sword amidst the sound of wolf howls, dodging another return punch from the Blood Skin Shark Beast.
"Damn it..."
"What is this thing!?"
With a strange burning sensation, intense pain shot through its entire body.
The Blood Skin Shark Beast was like prey struggling to survive under the winter wolf's hunt, its stamina rapidly depleting alongside the wounds left by Wolf Teeth, slowly approaching unavoidable death amidst its wretchedness and embarrassment.
Why!?
