On Damian's shoulder, the mushroom cried out in panic, "Dodge it! I don't want to die!"
Damian needed no reminder. With his regained strength and heightened abilities, he swiftly reacted, his muscles propelling him away from the Trent's impending attack. The burst of potency surged through his legs as he evaded the danger.
Despite the Trent's attack having a wide range due to its immense hand size, it was still sluggish compared to Damian's agility. His blood absorption skill had restored his body to its full power, granting him heightened attributes and quick reflexes.
As Damian distanced himself from the Trent, a dilemma arose in his mind. Should he retaliate or hold back? What if his counter-attack attracted more Trents to his location? He was certain that Trents were meant to protect the forest, and he had done nothing to provoke their anger.