Combat Exam (13)

Roar...

The Tiger's pained howls fueled my determination, its massive form still a formidable foe despite its wounds. The clash of our blades resonated with the weight of a battle that had stretched on for what felt like an eternity. Each strike, each dodge, was a calculated dance of survival and aggression.

As the Tiger reeled from my latest strike, I could see the exhaustion etched into its features, a mirror of my own weariness. But there was no time for rest. No room for hesitation. This was it, the moment I had been fighting for, the opportunity to deliver the final blow and end this battle once and for all.

"Come on..."

I channeled the last vestiges of my mana into my Aura Blade, allowing it to glow with an otherworldly brilliance. Every fiber of my being screamed with exhaustion, but my resolve remained unbroken. The Tiger, sensing the impending threat, snarled and prepared to counter.