The creature almost had the same physical stats as him.
In a sense, it meant that Erik had a strength equivalent to that of something having 57 neural links, but on the other hand, it meant that fighting without mana against this thing was going to be dangerous.
As he thought about all of this, the Hevadrin's brain crystal power finished healing its wounds.
The beast stepped closer, eyeing its attacker as if the pain it was feeling was nothing.
With a grunt of effort, Erik ran toward a nearby tree.
He gripped his slime flyssa tightly, fingers aching around the hilt.
He hid behind the tree, but the Hevadrin crashed into it, destroying it.
Erik barely avoided the ram and landed a few more hits as it turned toward the creature.
The Hevadrin tensed, ready to charge again while his wounds healed on the naked eye. Erik steeled himself, then exploded into motion.