Scrreee!
A loud noise of metal scraping against metal could be heard as the elite used its claws to slash at the back of Tank's neck, thankfully he listened to his instinct and used his ability to reinforce the back of his neck in order to defend against the attack. Even when put against the bronze-like tough skin of Tank's the claws of the elite weren't blocked as a clear claw mark was left on the neck.
A bit of blood started flowing out from the wound but thankfully it wasn't anything serious and Tank was still able to fight normally. The attack had made him even warier of the elite, his senses were heightened to the limit as he immediately turned around and slashed at the small monster with his scythe. The scythe managed to hit the monster in the stomach but unfortunately, the metal-like plates managed to mitigate most of the damage as only a shallow cut from which a bit of blood flew out was left.
