The beast had become much more difficult to deal with. Not only did she fiercely attack, she also managed to heal herself completely. Surgit was disappointed with this unexpected turn of events. He had taken his time to read through the beast's attack pattern then punished her whenever he found an opening. However, with her healing ability things have gotten more complicated.
He needed to find a way to quickly dispose of the beast before she could heal. He bitterly smiled as he saw the beast as his own reflection. A hunter can heal while fighting a horde of monsters. This gave them a great advantage during a strenuous fight. One blood vial is enough to turn the tide of battle. This time Vicar Amelia gave him a taste of his own medicine.
After the Vicar unclasped her hands, she immediately went on the offensive. Surgit had to stay focused and dodge all attacks that came his way. For its size, the beast was incredibly agile. Surgit found himself dodging every attack that came his way. However, if he missed his dodge by a hair's width, he would be beaten to a pulp.
Surgit found himself dodging attacks and devising a plan of attack in his mind. He kept a close distance to the Vicar and kept dodging. He used his axe as he did before and slowly hacked at the beast's feet. He knew he needed more explosive attacks and a more aggressive attacking style. He was afraid of letting the beast take over again though.
So he kept a cool head and slowly drained the beast's energy. When the wound on her monstrous legs stopped closing and healing, Surgit immediately ran between her legs and slashed at her exposed lower torso. Amelia let out a deafening scream and jumped backwards.
As soon as Surgit hit the beast, he kept running forward. He knew what her next move was and he aimed to stop it before it started. Once the vicar landed, Surgit was standing right in front of her. He held the axe with both hands and hurled it with all his force towards the beast's head.
His aim was to hit the object the beast held between her hands. He suspected that it was the reason why she could heal after taking damage. Since he had to use vials to heal, he assumed that the vicar did as much. The axe hit the beast's hand before it clasped on the other. A metallic "clink" was heard then the beast looked down at Surgit.
She growled and showed her teeth in a menacing way. Surgit felt chills go up his spine. His axe was buried deep within the vicar's hand but she didn't seem to mind it. She raised her hand and immediately slammed it on Surgit. He smiled as he saw the hand coming towards him. With a swift movement, he took his cleaver from its sheath on his back then jumped. The beast's fist made contact with the ground and hit nothing. Surgit was several feet above. He had predicted the attack and reacted accordingly. He clenched his non-elongated cleaver with both hands then descended on the closed fist.
The weapon made contact with flesh and tore through it. Surgit was showered with blood as the vicar let out yet another deafening scream. The vicar held both her hands and howled in pain. Surgit didn't stop though. He took advantage of the moment and ran towards the beast's hind legs.
He jumped at the injuries and hacked as hard and as fast as he could. The already open wounds became deeper and blood poured out. A big pool of blood formed under the beast. These two bloody attacks were enough to bring Vicar Amelia to the ground. A huge shadow covered Surgit as the monster fell face first towards him. "Oh no!" Surgit was crestfallen. There was no way he could avoid that body slam.
He looked around him in desperation. He needed to find a way to escape the body that was about to flatten him. He didn't want to die. His plan was working perfectly, he just needed to land one more sequence of attacks and victory will be at hand. He quickly ran towards the beast's hind legs as its lower torso was catching up.
There was a wound there large enough to accommodate him. He ran as fast as he could and lunged towards the open wound. As he got inside the beast's thigh, he started hacking at the muscle tissues around him. At that moment, Surgit was soaked in blood. His nose was full of blood, and his mouth too which made breathing a very difficult task.
The taste of blood in his mouth made Surgit's own blood boil. He wanted more of this substance. The more he consumed, the more invigorated he felt. He no longer thought about the difficulty of breathing, instead he focused on attacking and imbibing blood.
The thigh in which he landed started moving and the muscles inside started contracting. Surgit felt the pressure and quickly looked for a way out. Movement meant that the beast had regained consciousness. He had to go out and finish what he started. The prospect of having more of this blood from the beast stimulated him.
Vicar Amelia stood and felt the pain in her thigh. She could barely move that leg but she persevered. She had to heal and teach that brat a lesson. An insignificant insect dared attack her and even go for the amulet on her hand. That infuriated her. She stood up, albeit with great pain and inspected her surroundings. She needed to find that small insect and tear him into little pieces.
The vicar felt extreme pain coming from her thigh. As she looked down she saw a black shadow shoot out from her leg. She could see sparks of red in her eyes as every move she made hurt her. She followed the black shadow until it stopped and looked at her direction.
The black shadow slowly dissolved. Instead of the shadow, Vicar Amelia saw a furry dark monster jumping towards her face. A heavy punch that shook her jaw brought her back to the fight. She felt that punch and it even felt like some of her teeth had fallen off. She immediately turned her face to where the monster was and bit the air.
With that blind attack, the vicar hoped to catch her enemy unaware. But the beast was nowhere to be seen. She looked down just in time to see an uppercut change her point of view towards the ceiling. Blood gushed out of her mouth as the other beast let out a roar. She could clearly see that her opponent was celebrating victory.
Vicar Amelia quickly jabbed with her injured right hand and hit the beast. The furry monster landed on the second floor of the cathedral as his body hit the ceiling. It was a blind jab, but her animal instincts were better than most. She let out a loud scream and looked at the monster on top. She gave him her most menacing growl as she waited for his next move.
That monster was nothing like she's ever experienced before. He was fast and his attacks were too strong for its size. The beast stood up and jumped on a railing. It let out another loud roar. It stood on both hind legs and ran on the railing towards the area atop the vicar. Amelia followed the beast with her eyes as it ran on top of the railing. She was ready to attack as soon as her opponent jumped.
As long as she could see where he was, she was sure to catch him. She wanted to chew and feast on this beast's blood. Most of all she wanted to teach the small insignificant beast the difference in strength between the two of them. She could see all his movements now so she was confident to catch him the moment he attacked.
However, the beast didn't attack. It simply jumped towards the ceiling. At that moment, the furry black monster performed an acrobatic somersault in the air and its feet made contact with the ceiling. Amelia looked above her and before she could even react, she felt her eye explode and pain paralyzed her. In an instant, she fell to the ground motionless. She didn't even have the time to let out a frustrated scream.
The monster shot from the ceiling towards the beast's eye. Surgit's beastly form used the ceiling and propelled its body towards the beast's head. It aimed to destroy the brain, therefore killing the beast instantly.
As Surgit got out of the beast's eye, his body started shrinking and getting back to its usual human form. "Eight claws have already gone out, this city will soon kill me…"