Steadying my breath, I struggled to defend against the relentless onslaught of attacks barraging toward me, each strike heavier than the last, forcing my arms to tremble slightly under the accumulating pressure.
Gradually, however, I began adapting to the rhythm behind his attacks, reading the flow of his strength, the timing of his swings, and the subtle pauses hidden between each devastating strike.
As he swung his large hammer toward me once more, this time I didn't panic. Instead, I calmly raised my guard, blocked the attack head-on, then shifted to the side in a smooth motion and released a counterattack of my own without hesitation.
My cursed energy burned fiercely, surging violently through my body before erupting outward, transforming into a bright red flame that roared upward like a rising tide, completely submerging the hammer-wielding man within its blazing embrace.
Swoosh!
