Desperate

Clyde stared at the red Wendigo with surprised eyes. His forehead also formed a frown.

Before this, he couldn't land a punch on him. But now he can hit him. Not only that, a punch like that could also send him flying into the air and falling a few meters from where he was before.

All of this made Clyde think that maybe the red Wendigo had indeed weakened.

Somehow, midway through the fight, his speed and strength faded away as he more and more injuries he received.

'Maybe all the attacks I've been doing are just taking its toll on him now,' Clyde thought.

Since then he has indeed given many attacks that are quite strong. But the red Wendigo can still fight again. It looked different now. He even seemed to have trouble standing up.

Clyde who saw him trying to stand up of course would not give that chance to his enemy. Clyde dashed with a body still covered in bluish-white lightning.