Hunting

With its sharp tusks, the wild boar rushed forth.

Ambrose smashed the Black Sword into the head of the wild boar, stopping its rageful rush.

It somewhat worked, but since he used the blunt side of the sword, it didn't deal damage to the boar's skull.

He did that because he only wanted to defend himself and not accidentally kill the wild boar.

If he had gone and pierced its skull with his sword, it could have died.

Fortunately, his strategy worked, as his block was successful.

The wild boar was left unharmed, as its hide seemed quite durable.

"Huff!" The wild boar huffed in anger and smashed its head into the black blade.

"Ngh!" Ambrose's hand trembled, and he was forced to retreat as the wild boar's headbutt was too much to handle.