Urgar vs Malvorrak-2

—Pheeeeee

A stream of highly condensed water shot through the air at incredible speeds, slicing through the atmosphere and barreling toward the giant physique of Urgar.

Water Streamer—an ability meant to close the distance between a small creature like the Stream Piercer and its massive predators. In the hands of Malvorrak, who was mighty on his own, it was sure to be devastating.

—Boom!

It didn't take more than three seconds for it to connect with one of Urgar's arms. The result was catastrophic; it immediately broke through Urgar's armored scales, leaving a gashing wound.

"Grrrrr." Urgar, who had been running forward, stumbled back, wincing in pain as it glared at the broken scales where its arm had been pierced.

Having lived in these parts for most of its life—hunting, feeding, and eating—Urgar had never been wounded all throughout that time. Now, within a span of three months, it had been injured twice: once by the village chief of Yolan and now by Malvorrak.

It was frustrating. But as a creature of instinct, processing frustration was not simple; it could only process anger.

—Roar!!!!

Urgar roared at the sky before resuming its charge at Malvorrak. In an instant, it closed the distance and smashed into the small hill where Malvorrak was standing, breaking it apart with its horns.

The impact was massive, causing the dust around the hill to rise and cloud Urgar's vision. It took a few seconds to settle, but as soon as it did—

—Pheeee

From the ground below, another stream of highly condensed water shot toward Urgar from Malvorrak's left, breaking another part of its armor and causing it to wince in pain once more.

Malvorrak had dodged Urgar's charge at the last moment and repositioned himself for another attack. Even though he was large, Malvorrak's build was primed for agility; his limbs were long, slender, and powerful, like a terrestrial lizard should be.

I missed.

As Urgar stared painfully at the new gash on its upper arm, Malvorrak felt regretful. This was not a sparring match; any battle among monsters was meant to kill. Just now, he had aimed for Urgar's neck, hoping to finish it in one shot.

Water Streamer x3.

The system's window appeared before him, showing his stats. This new skill of his could only be used five times in one sitting. It needed about thirty minutes to muster the mana required to unleash just one. So he had to be calculative with his next move.

Instead of waiting, he chose a random direction and took off running, forcing Urgar to chase him. It had begun now; there was no turning back.

"That guy is crazy." As Cious watched Malvorrak luring Urgar away, he couldn't help but be surprised by the scene. The giant monster Malvorrak was being chased by a larger threat.

"Anyway, if he's going to die, I might as well follow him and maybe bury him if need be," Cious said, skipping happily as he followed the two silhouettes across the flat land that was Urgar's territory.

"Roar!"

Malvorrak sped through the flatland in a high-speed chase with Urgar. Everywhere they went, the earth shook, and the creatures in the surroundings trembled.

Survival of the fittest was common in the subterranean underground, but something like this was rare. A feared monster like Malvorrak was being chased by another.

It was as if a demon was being pursued by the devil himself. It was funny yet terrifying. This showed the cruelty of the subterranean realm—anyone, no matter how strong, could become prey.

I think this is far enough, Malvorrak thought before abruptly stopping.

"Hm?" In doing so, he forced Urgar, who had been tightly following him, to lose its balance.

Pheeee!

Just as Urgar was about to regain its footing, another stream of highly condensed water flew toward it, hitting it square in the eye.

What followed was a bellow that shook the entire area. It was loud, painful, and utterly unbearable; Urgar had just lost one of its eyes.

"Grrrr."

But it wouldn't end here. Malvorrak didn't give Urgar a chance to regroup; he lunged into the air, his left claw drawn out and aimed for the other eye.

His plan was simple: first, blind Urgar, then harass it from a distance until it eventually bled out. Urgar's biggest advantage was its tough scales, which were widely known to be impenetrable.

Once Malvorrak gained the ability to penetrate them with Water Streamer, he knew Urgar was as good as dead.

Or so he thought.

As his left claw came slashing down, Urgar turned its head and used what seemed to be its tail to send Malvorrak flying into a massive mountain to the side.

—Boom!

"Shit!"

Malvorrak cursed, though it was unclear if that was what he truly said. After all, he had just been smashed into the mountainside.

How did that even happen?

Malvorrak thought to himself as he slowly opened his eyes and caught a glimpse of Urgar. This creature didn't have a tail, as far as he knew, and even if it did, it couldn't attack and hide it at the same time, could it?

Of course, he was wrong. Urgar, standing before him, did have a tail—a long, slender appendage that looked to be at least three times the length of Urgar's body.

This was saying a lot; Urgar was a large creature, and three times its length was extremely long.

—Whip!

Like a whip, Urgar's tail appeared out of nowhere, slashing at Malvorrak's chest and causing him to bleed profusely.

—Whip!

—Whip!

—Whip!

Like a crescendo of symphonies, the whip lashes continued to rain down on Malvorrak's body, leaving him riddled with cuts and bruises.

It was like torture.

But it couldn't compare to what would happen next.

As Malvorrak suffered painfully under the barrage of whiplashes, a force abruptly pressed against his entire body, crushing him and resulting in him coughing up blood.

—Boom!!!

Urgarr's massive body had rammed into him from out of nowhere.