Chapter 45: Mystical Winged Beast
The crowd, their voices a frenzied mix of terror and excitement, watched in stunned disbelief as the battle raged on, the air thick with the scent of sweat and blood and magic.
And yet, even as the winged beast pressed its attack, Master Yun, his eyes fixed on the scene before him, could not suppress a grudging admiration.
"Incredible," he whispered, the word barely audible over the din of battle. "Cheol Su's willpower is a force to be reckoned with. "Hana," he continued, turning to face Cheol Su's friend, "You are his friend right we winks learn from his example. In battle, the will to survive can be your greatest weapon."
Hana, her heart racing as she watched the battle unfold, could only nod in agreement, her voice quiet and awed.
"He's no doubt amazing, " she murmured, her eyes fixed on Cheol Su as he joined the fight, his body lithe and agile as he darted between the winged beast's massive wings. Thereafter turning to the gamblers she had made a bet with an aggressive look on her face.
Her hands stretching forward to collect her win. But it not over yet one of them say, with a pouch to the face, he falls to his feat. Fear grips the others sweat running down their faces, stammering one of them hands over her win In accordance to their deal. She let out an aggressive grin forcing the gamblers to leave their seat and flee.
As the battle raged on, Cheol Su, his body trembling with fatigue, felt his magic begin to fade, the last dregs of his power dwindling to nothing.
"I can't let this end here," he thought, his mind racing as he searched for a solution.
And then, as if in answer to his prayer, the system flashed a warning before him.
"Zero mana. High fatigue level."
But just as despair threatened to consume him, a small ray of hope pierced through the darkness."The Dash skill," the system responded, the words materializing in a blue text before his eyes. "It requires no mana."
Cheol Su, his heart racing with newfound determination, smirked at the system's words.
"Very good," he whispered, his voice a ragged gasp as he activated the skill.
And with a burst of speed, he hurtled towards the fray, his body a blur of motion as he dashed between the winged beast's massive wings, his daggers flashing out in a deadly dance.The crowd, their voices a deafening roar of shock and excitement, watched as Cheol Su fought on, his body a whirl of steel and sweat as he pressed his advantage, his skill and speed momentarily outpacing Master Xiang's magic.
And yet, even as Cheol Su landed blow after blow, Master Xiang, his body lit with the fire of his magic, refused to back down.
"You'll have to do better than that!" he shouted, his voice a savage snarl as he raised his hand, a bolt of earth magic tearing towards Cheol Su with blinding speed. And yet, even as the magic hurtled towards him, Cheol Su did not hesitate, his body a blur of motion as he darted out of the way, his daggers a deadly gleam in the arena lights as he lashed out at Master Xiang.
The crowd, their voices rising to a fevered pitch, watched as Cheol Su fought with a desperation born of desperation, his movements growing sloppier, more reckless as his strength began to fail him.And yet, even as Cheol Su's strength began to wane, the winged beast, its wings spread wide in a protective arc, did not abandon its master.
With a deafening roar, it surged forward, its talons raking towards Master Xiang in a deadly arc, its eyes flashing with the primal fury of its kind.
Master Xiang, his body crackling with magic, snarled as he deflected the attack, his eyes narrowed in concentration as he fought to hold the beast at bay.But even as the battle raged on, Cheol Su could feel his strength fading, his body aching and heavy as the last dregs of his energy drained away.
"I can't keep this up much longer," he thought, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he struggled to stay on his feet.
And yet, even as his consciousness began to slip, he refused to give up, his eyes burning with a feral determination as he launched one last desperate attack.