Pov Ivan:
I look at the creature that keeps attacking me, it uses its long arms to slash me with its claws, I dodge with minimal movement, but it doesn't seem to be attacking seriously like they did that day, years ago.
"Were you always so weak or did I become stronger?" (I)
He tries to pierce my body with his claws, but I manage to dodge his wild attacks with ease, dodging each attack with the minimum of movements was just the beginning, little by little his previously wild attacks created a more efficient way to attack.
"So that's the adaptability I've heard." (I)
His arms thicken as his attacks become stronger and faster, two eyes form on his previously blank face, eyes empty of any emotion.
I was dodging his attacks because I was trying to calm my emotions, even if I'm using all my hatred, I can't let that hatred consume me, disturbing my rationality during combat.
