Facing the attack, Aaron pressed the hilt with his right hand, drawing his sword cane but not thrusting it at the incoming 'beast'. Instead, he swung it in a circle and stabbed towards the darkness in another direction.
Clang!
A muffled sound echoed from the darkness, as if something had blocked the blade.
At the same time, the 'beast's' figure passed straight through Aaron's body and disintegrated like a soap bubble, disappearing completely.
It was actually just an illusion!
The thick darkness in front of Aaron gradually dissipated, revealing the massive figure of the 'beast' and its right hand, which had mutated into black, sharp claws.
At this moment, the black claws were gripping the sharp blade of the sword cane tightly.
Aaron's expression remained unchanged. His left hand quickly swiped across his waist, and like a cowboy drawing his gun, the bluish, rotating revolver fell into his palm. He aimed it at the 'beast's' head and pulled the trigger without hesitation.
Bang!
