Condensing his essence into the most compact hammer possible, Oli readied himself for the imminent collision.
Zelsh admired the determination Oli was showing. What remained for him to see was whether or not that determination could be matched with strength. Without enough strength, no amount of determination could clear the hurdle of a cultivator many realms superior.
The moment Oli's hammer crashed against the beast's claws was the first moment when both of them were stationary. But it was only for a moment. Thrown back a couple of krin, Oli swiftly landed on his feet and reevaluated the situation with a better idea of the beast's strength. Given the terms of their friendly wager, Oli also assumed that the beast was a peak-adept, leaving Oli no wiggle room or a chance at victory through luck.
That beast titled his head but hadn't been moved in the slightest. "Not bad… for a human. But not enough!"
