Fifty Floors, Cleared!
The Regeneration Talent did its best to keep up with William's attacks, healing his fists every time he released a punch. Even so, William felt himself losing a lot of blood, and knew he needed a better plan than this.
He jumped back to gain some space from the Minotaur, inspecting the changes to its body. Its bare back was covered in bruises, and its hands were shaky as it was still recovering from the unexpected attack to its nether regions. It leaned on the handle of its battleaxe, eyeing William warily with its knees closer together so as to avoid another "nether punch".
William had to admit that punching that area was incredibly effective, but he knew he wouldn't get a second chance. He cursed himself for having so many Magic Affinities, yet not carrying a backup weapon on his body in case this happened.