The beast noticed my presence and turned its beak to me. Its ugly hand-like appendages shifted like a wave, and the beast slowly turned its fat body towards me. Well, I knew what this phase of the fight would be all about. Would be nice if I manage to kill it, but one thing I didn't know yet, is how to do exactly that.
I would just have to kill it till it dies. I could already feel the steel resolution rising in me, together with the power to follow it. Nothing less than death will stop me now, and I was also resolute about avoiding that.
Before the monster had enough mind to spit acid at me, I did two things. First, I commanded Pest to cast magic armour at me. Second, I threw wind blades from both hands at the beast's beak.
