Claws tore through the air with a piercing shriek.
Roland yanked hard on the reins. The magnificent warhorse beneath him instantly understood, rearing up on its hind legs to narrowly avoid the fatal blow.
He raised his Buch Shield, inscribed with complex Magic Patterns, to block the heavy strike that immediately followed.
Sparks flew.
The immense impact surged through the Magic Shield and into his right arm, even causing the warhorse beneath him to let out an uneasy whinny.
Its hooves slammed back down, cracking the hard ground beneath them.
'A Level 4 Rock Ridge Lizard, but its strength is far beyond its peers.'
Roland calmly assessed his opponent's strength. Fortunately, his companion and equipment were just as extraordinary.
He kept his shield raised, leaning forward to pat his warhorse's neck reassuringly.
