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"These bastards were definitely Grade 2s," Vic mused aloud, still catching his breath. "Guess we were paranoid about the academy sending us to a high-grade realm with tougher..."
Before he could finish, Angelica's panicked voice pierced the air. "VIC, BEHIND YOU!" Her cry came too late.
Vic and Silas spun around just as a hulking shadow detached itself from the darkness. Its massive claws were already swinging downward, aimed straight at Vic's head. In that heart-stopping moment, Vic knew there was no time for him to react.
But Silas was faster.
Without hesitation, Silas summoned his scythe. It appeared in his right hand with a sharp metallic hum, and he gripped it tightly, swinging the blade with deadly precision.
CLANG!
A deafening clash echoed as the scythe collided with the creature's claws, deflecting them mere inches away from Vic's head. The force sent sparks flying into the air, the claws screeching against Silas's weapon.