Thebeasthowledinpainasbloodtrickleddown.Iturnedandran—Thirty-SixStratagems:runningisthebestpn.
Butitwasfaster.
Withinthreemicaughtuptome.Isighed.
“Lookslike...I’tkeeppyingaround.”
Then“I”gotserious.
Weonceagainfacedoffinstillhealowgrowndstruckthebeast’sleg—ablowtwiceasstrongasbefore.Itslegwentnumbinstantly.
Itstaggered.Ileaptagain—thistimereagtwelvemeters—strikingitsshortfrontlimbuntilitfractured.
Injustthreeminutes,Idefeatedtheferociousbeastwithease.
“I”exhaledlightly.
“Soweak...”
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