It Won't Work Fool

With a roar, Archer slammed his burning fist into the creature's jaw, sending it stumbling back. The Terravian snarled, wiping blood from its mouth, then charged again with terrifying speed.

The battle raged on, and he felt himself gaining the upper hand. However, he was not unscathed; the Terravian strikes were relentless, cracking his scales and drawing blood as pain racked his body.

'This is getting boring now,' Archer thought while dodging one punch before using Mana Manipulation and striking.

A loud clap rang out when his fist connected with the creature's chest, sending the Terravian crashing along the roar. Following that attack, he took a deep breath and hit it with a stream of violet fire.

'Now burn motherfucker,' he internally cheered. 'After this I will wipe the rest of you out for hurting them.'