Minutes stretched into hours as the battle raged on.
Lyerin's body became a canvas of injuries, each new wound adding to the patchwork of scars that adorned his skin. His breathing grew labored, but his movements remained sharp, fueled by sheer willpower and adrenaline.
He leaped into the air, bringing his fist down on a beast's skull with enough force to crack the ground beneath it. But before he could savor the victory, another creature lunged at him, its jaws closing around his arm.
Lyerin let out a roar, his muscles straining as he pried the beast's jaws apart. Blood poured from his arm, but he didn't stop. With a guttural scream, he threw the monster into its companions, sending them tumbling like bowling pins.
"More!" he bellowed, his voice echoing through the forest. "Come at me!"